She closed her eyes and soon drifted off to sleep. Her brows pulled together as her body tensed up and beads of sweat started to form on her forehead.
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"Yes, " Sara replied with certainty in her voice. Although she never thoihht that needed a psychologist before, she does now. She wanted to find a way to remember what she had forgotten and the psychologist might just be what she needs.
"Are you sure?" Alex asked her to study every expression. Her expressive eyes have off mire but all she did was give a curt nod. "Alright then," he agreed.
If this was what she wanted then so be it.
"Thank you," Sara said, her voice low yet filled with genuine sincerity.
"You don't have to thank me. It is my duty," he tugged some stray strands behind her ear and watched the color rise to her face. She didn't know how to reply and she didn't make any attempt to.
