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–Chapter One–

Harper

Twenty ht in the eye and told me I had a delicate mind

This was our sixth session

I wasn’t sure why I’d bothered co after the first

Catching the end of Dr Powell’s sentence, I shiftedmural of hideous sunflowers

“Are you saying that what I know happened didn’t really happen?”

She flashed e white teeth

“What I’, Harper, is that perception and reality are often two different things”

Bringing ether on my lap, I shifted uncomfortably in my seat The worn leather chair crackled loudly beneath my sore, denim-clad ass

Chewing on the inside of my cheek, I blinked and studied her perfect cherub face I’d hated her on sight the first tio Her blonde hair was so ridiculously shiny it looked synthetic Her fingernails were short and neatly manicured, and her porcelain skin was relatively flawless

I was the co partially doped up on Dilaudid in a hospital bed

My dark brown hair was matted to the point I eventually shaved it all off, and soone

“Are you ready to tell nore her presence

Withholding an exasperated sigh, I swept aze over the flat surface of her cherry desk I noticed she never wrote anything down Wasn’t that so she was supposed to do?

I couldn’t believefor five reed to pay for this Correction: I hated thatfor this

“Why do you talk in circles every ti her where she could shove the bullshit degree she had hanging on the wall, and exposing her ignorance

“Harper, I’m here to help you move forward and heal To do that, we have to—”

“I’”

I glanced down, absented scar on my wrist

“I’ot me to this point is supposed to do for me I don’t want to talk about what happened I relive it every time…”