part 28 : seeking piece

Fiona sat in the quiet room, the therapist's

soft voice a gentle background hum as she

stared out the window. The sun was setting

casting warm hues across the sky. This was

her first session, and for the first time in a

long time, she felt like someone was finally

listening--really listening to her.

The therapist's question had been simple:

"How are you feeling today?"

Fiona wasn't sure how to answer. She didn't

even know where to begin. But the therapist

didn't rush her. She just gave her the time

she needed

Fiona exhaled, sinking deeper into the chair.

"1... I'm lost. It feels like everything's been a

game, a battle. And now, I'm just... tired."

The therapist nodded, a knowing look in her

eyes. "It sounds like you've been carrying a

lot of weight on your own. Sometimes

taking a step back can help you see things

more clearly. What do you want for

yourself?"

Fiona's thoughts swirled

What do I want for myself ?

She thought about Lucien-how his cello

made her feel safe, his quiet presence

comforting. Then there was dominic

intense and possessive, pulling at her

heartstrings. And damein-passionate, yet

distant, leaving her unsure of where she

stood.

But... what about her?

"I think," Fiona said softly, "I want to focus

on myself. To stop running. To heal."

The therapist smiled. "That's a good start."