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Chapter 12: Casey

"Casey, we've been on 3 therapy sessions and you've barely said much. You don't need to talk about your time away. You don't even need to tell me much but I want to know what your thinking"

I managed to snag a new therapist. He's an older man, which sounds nice. Loves wearing sweaters and comfy clothes. We're in the seasons where it is a bit colder now. I have been here a fair few months so you'd expect me to be tip-top by now.

Apparently not.

"Like what?"

"Anything. What are you so scared of here?"

"I'm not scared of anything," I tell him. It's a big, shitty lie that he can probably see straight through, but I don't want to tell him I feel unstable. I'm scared of people here, and every time I look outside, I'm relieved to find myself not chained to a chair. Not chained to a box.

"What do you think about Oliver?"

"Of course I do." I snap.

"What about him?"

What the hell. I may as well start somewhere.

"I miss him. I wake up in sweats, feeling like he's talking to me. Blaming me. Tel
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