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

best interest that you learn as much on the topic of psychology as possible." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

Rose froze.

She was not here

Slowly, Rose shuffled over.

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

realizing her nervousness since all her

a seat." The therapist pulled out the chair

She sat uneasily.

to being set on

therapist was a sincere and humorous old madam. She turned to speak to Jay, "How are this lady and I supposed to

behind him like a

slightly at the old madam's

few questionnaires. "Take a look. These here are checklist questionnaires that we use to determine whether a patient has depression or anxiety problems." Taking

pen, saying, "Circle the parts that

answer the

old

her reading glasses and smiled brightly as she read

to

What is the cause of your anxiety?

Rose was shocked.

her. "You're anxious because of how your

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