"Family weekend was a disaster." I sipped my coffee. "Most of the time I spent it fearing for my life like a gun to the head, metaphor of course… and there were the moments."
I bit my bottom lip, recalling how Ares fucked me under the shower. A shiver shot up my spine, but I quickly shook my head and cleared my throat.
"And I spent most of it drunk, too. I think the drunk part was really needed. It was helpful to process things even though it didn't completely help."
My mind flashed to Athena's story that still wrecked me.
I set my coffee on the table before leaning back on the sofa, my legs crossed. "It was an eventful weekend, in short."
Dr. Miller gaped at me, glasses hanging low on his nose, before he blinked and spoke. "Mrs. King, when you told me you were gonna start a session with me, I was hoping we'd talk about the accident."
"I'm gonna be honest with you, I hate shrinks," I blurted. "I had no intention of walking through that door ever again."
