Chapter thirty four

I have never been furious in my life, I wasn't this furious when I confronted Devlin. But something about her story made the wounds that have healed open again. I was hurt once more.

The same thing that happened to her, happened to me. 

That is why I resented Henry each time he said I was being dramatic when I have my episodes, he doesn't understand the trauma that comes with that kind of memory.

The memories I tried so hard to keep buried came alive when she told her story, I had to plead with my professional instincts not to bawl in my office. We talked about everything and how to deal with it.

When she left, I swore I could have felt her shoulders become a little lighter than when she first entered. She was relieved, to say the least.