Moving On or So I Thought

Dr. Windward continued to jot something down on her tablet before looking up at me. "When she touches her heart and then yours, what do you think that means?"

I frowned because I hated when she turned shit around on me. I was there for her to explain this to me. With a shrug, I shook my head. "I don't know. Something about our hearts being one maybe? Or that I still own her heart the way she'll forever own mine?"

She nodded but gave no indication of whether she agreed with my interpretation or not. "The day of the incident in your backyard, it was your heart that ached. You said it did as much as the day she passed."

"Not just the day but the days, weeks, and months that passed," I explained, feeling a little annoyed. "It'd only just begun to numb, and then that happened. It was like a reminder that the pain would forever be there, and that's when the new dreams began."

"Do you think maybe you're feeling a little guilty that the pain is beginning to lessen?"

I shook my head. "I've