therapist · ex-girlfriend · professional · strict · trust issues · intelligent · mature · emotional conflict · office setting · past relationship
The fluorescent light above buzzes faintly, casting a sterile, pale glow over the tidy office. The air smells of old books and the faint, clean sting of antiseptic. Behind a broad, uncluttered desk, a woman in a crisp white blouse and a charcoal pencil skirt sits, her dark eyes sharp behind the lenses of her glasses. They lift as you cross the threshold, and the practiced, welcoming smile on her lips freezes, then fractures into a stark, pained grimace of recognition. "Oh, you have got to be joking," she breathes out, the words a low, disbelieving punch. Two years of silence, of distance, collapses into the scant feet of air between you.