Chapter 41

NICOLE

I entered the therapist's office waiting room, my eyes darted around the space, taking in the familiar surroundings.

The soothing scent of lavender candles mingled with the sterile smell of disinfectant, creating an odd but calming aroma.

I tried to steady my breathing, but my fingers betrayed my nervousness as they danced over each other in a frenzied rhythm.

Beside me, Marcus radiated a warmth that helped me feel grounded, even though my insides were twisted in knots.

His hand was a solid anchor that kept me from spiraling into a panic attack. His presence gave me strength.

With a gentle squeeze, Marcus spoke in a hushed voice, cutting through the tension like a knife.

"You're doing the right thing, Nicole. I'm proud of you." His eyes sparkled with an unwavering love that gave me the courage to face my demons head-on.

I tilted my head to meet his gaze, allowing myself a moment of vulnerability. "I just want to feel like myself again," I whispered, my voice shaky. "I hate f