Chapter 103
Fred's POV
"Have you been in therapy? " Becca asked, turning sideways in the hospital bed. "It looks like you're more depressed today than last week.”
"It's just your impression, Becca," I spoke with a brief smile, but without humor. I left the book that was on my lap, and which she made a point of interrupting my reading aloud, and I settled in the armchair. "But I've been in therapy since your disappearance. It used to be every day of the week, since I wasn’t going to work either, but now I only had one appointment.”
Becca opened her eyes with astonishment.
“Because of me?”
"No, dear. I just feel like I don’t need to go to a doctor anymore to feel better, I prefer to be with you.”
Rebecca opened an equally dull smile, and looked away at the ceiling. A week had passed since he had returned. Seven days in which the press still camped in front of the hospital and tried to infiltrate in every way to have exclusive statements. The police were still u
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