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“I’d like to talk to you if you’re willing,” he said,her eyes widen No nation He sounded broken, beaten down So the cause of it made her ill

“Uh she dreaded saying the words “Do you, uh, want to sit?”

With a curt nod, he returned to her small couch

“I’ to stand if that’s okay,” Shell said There was too h her bloodstreao replaced by a rush of adrenalin at the sight of Copper She needed to prowl Plus, if she touched him, she’d lose it, and there was no way that small couch would allow distance

“All right,” Copper said as he settled

“What do you want to know? Or where should I start?” She sighed “I guess you want to know about Beth”

“Yes, as”

The fact his voice was so calhout the years she’d rehearsed how she’d one day tell hi flew out the , and she could barely think Shell paced back and forth in front of the couch, wringing her hands “Bear with me,” she said “I’ve only told this story one time before There’s only one person who knows the whole truth aside frolance at him and saw his raised eyebrows

“Your mom?”

The snort that left her had hi “No Not my mother My mother knows none of this” Heat filled her cheeks “My therapist”

“Therapist?” His frown deepened

Howwas this entire conversation? “I was a little , so I saw a therapist for a few years”