Jay threw Rose's mask into the trash can.

Her eyes widened as her gaze followed the falling of the mask, her heart beginning to feel inexplicably empty.

Not leaving her any time to dwell in self-pity, Jay spoke, "Come with me."

"Where are we going?" She followed him out of the hospital room.

A couple of people walked from the opposite direction from time to time in the long corridor.

During then, Rose would find herself turning to face the wall, as to avoid others seeing that deformed face o f hers.

Every time that happened, the corners of Jay's eyes burned.

He had brought Rose to the office of a professional therapist.

Rose stared at the plate on the door reading ' Psychology'. Immediately, a strong gust of rejection arose and she did not want to enter the room.

"Why'd you bring me here, Mr. President? I... I'm very mentally healthy."

Turning around, he responded, "Old Master Severe is

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Rose froze.

overreacted, then? She was not

Slowly, Rose shuffled over.

therapist's gaze, she felt her heart begin to thud as her body trembled against

at Rose had Jay realizing her nervousness since all

seat." The therapist pulled out the

She sat uneasily.

her, the dread similar to being set on the

sincere and humorous old madam. She turned to speak to Jay, "How are this lady and I supposed to concentrate when a handsome man like you is in the room, Mr. President?" Hearing the words left

him like

at

her a few questionnaires. "Take a look. These here are checklist questionnaires that we use to determine whether a patient has

madam handed her a pen, saying, "Circle the parts that you

the questions before she realized what

to the old

on her reading glasses and smiled brightly as she

need to take

anxiety? And how determined are

Rose was shocked.

looked at her. "You're anxious because of how

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