Chapter 74

I shake my head, refusing the mere hypothesis of agreeing with this folly. She is the doctor, a part of me tries to warn me, but I'm still stuck with the idea that she doesn't know that the words that confess my mistakes are stuck in my throat so hard that I can barely breathe, just because I imagine me saying them.

"I'm almost managing to free myself" argument, tando the handkerchief and discarding it in the trash can at the feet of the couch. "My career is all I need to stop thinking about all this.”

Luanne crosses her arms over her chest.

"So why are you here? Why have you had so many crises in the last few weeks? Who is responsible for this, Suzy?”

I throw my arms in the air, snorting in frustration. If I had known why the hell I decided that I would leave the warmth of my bed to have my appointment in the middle of Sunday morning, I certainly wouldn't have dragged Hunter with me.

At this moment, while I am getting up and walking around the room in search