Therapist

"What is it, Dor?" She asked as Kaia entered in behind her, making eye contact with Dorran for a split second before entering and closing the door behind her. 

"What is it?" Carlotta asked, smiling at him. 

"I just ... I have a very and feeling about this, Carlotta." He said, furrowing his brows as he rested against the wall on his side. 

"Bad feeling as in?" 

"I don't know, there is this sickening feeling at the pit of my stomach." he continued, pursing his lips. "I don't want to sound like a downer but ... I just feel this way." 

"You ... aren't alone." She said, looking at the ground. "I am not feeling very good about this as well. I don't know why." 

"Should we just call it quits?" He asked, looking at her, pleading slightly. 

"I ... I don't want to, Dor." She chuckled. "I can feel it in my guts that this is something I may regret. But ... I need to know, Dor. What she has to say or why she is even with a therapist."