Chapter 91. Your New Therapist

Keira’s POV

I was frozen in my seat, dumbfounded at the building my eyes were fixed on. Was I seeing this? Or was it all a mirage? I was in doubt.

This building was where Clint’s office resided. What were we doing here? My head snapped back to my dad immediately.

“Papa, what are we doing here?” I inquired.

“Well, this is where you’ll meet your new therapist,” he replied, turning the car off.

He exited the car first, but I was still glued to my seat. My legs seemed to have gone numb underneath me. Why had the father chosen this particular therapist’s office? Did he and Clint talk about anything? Did Papa know? I swallowed hard to lubricate my dried throat.

“Keira? What are you doing? Get down from the car.”

I blinked and