Chapter 55

Mecael

"She says she cannot remember his face." Greg nodded from where he was seated.

Aria had fallen asleep. We had a very long struggle about it but she was slipping again and I could not allow it.

"Say something Greg. Communicate."

He shrugged. "What am I supposed to say?"

"I don't know. You are a therapist for Christ's sake."

"But I'm not her therapist Mecael."

"But you're my friend!" I felt like I was whining.

His lips turned upwards. He cupped his ears and turned them to me. "Say that again. I didn't quite hear you."

"I'll get you for this. You are my friend,help me out."

"Fine. Don't start crying at me right now."

I open my mouth to speak. He gives me the 'go ahead and say it. Let's see how it goes.' Look.

I glared at her m but keep my mouth shut.

"Wise choice." He commented.

"Just get to it!" I snapped. "Please." I added it as an afterthought.

"Dissociative amnesia." He stated as if that was enough for me to get everything.

"And?"

"And what? You wanted to know only that."

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