Catherine's POV

"Yes. I hate him so much that I want to kill him. But I think I hate myself even more. I probably wouldn't have been able to run away that night, no matter who it was." I felt a bit stiff and cold, and I was trembling. It took great courage to open up old wounds again.

I chose to forget everything before. I chose to start my life after I had Noah and Hedwig.

I felt happiness only after having them in my life.

"Ms. Wyatt, relax. Can you tell me what your nightmares were like?" Penelope asked me as softly as she could.

I nodded.

"Sometimes I felt torn apart by an animal, and sometimes I felt trapped in a dark room."

"Be more specific. Have you ever had any sex dreams?"

"Yes ... yes, once."

"Can you see the man's face in the dream?"

"It was very blurry. I couldn't."

Penelope recorded my symptoms. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly said, "Now that you know it was King Blake, do you hate him?"

My entire body stiffened, and I froze for a long time.

"Do you hate him?" asked Penelope.

"Before, yes, but not anymore." I bit my lips and answered softly.

"Why not?"

"Because he didn't mean to hurt me. He had no choice. Besides, we have children

you in love

at Penelope and shook my head. "I don't know if it's love.

Thanks for sharing. You can

stood up, feeling that this could hardly

smiled and said, "Therapy is about getting to the root of the problem and dealing with it. It's different from physical treatment. We can't cure patients with surgery or some medicine. Let's take it slow. Besides, I don't think you are seriously ill. The only thing you lack is the courage to face yourself. When you get back, communicate with King Blake more often. Talk to him. Of course, you can also try to make physical contact with him. For example, hug each other every day, hold each other's hands

every day?" My eyes

anything further than that can be done after a while,"

I suddenly found that I felt much better after talking to you. I

of your rejection instinct. Ms. Wyatt, you strike me as an outgoing person. I don't think you're the autistic kind. I believe you will be better

you, Dr. Cooper.

"Bye!"

sat in the car and looked at the sunlight outside the window. I suddenly realized that

burden and living the simplest and easiest life was

The night fell.

decided to take some of my work

into the parlor and saw the two kids jumping up and down, I couldn't help

don't you need to work overtime today? You're not going to

pitifully. She was an innocent kid, and her

the work back. If you want to

least I get to see you!"

found out today that the building we saw when we first came to Sayreville

that?" I asked with

"Dowen told me."

head and said, "Don't you want to get inside and have a tour? Let your

grand?" Noah

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