“You can tell me anything that unsettles you,” Elleanore said “or you can tell me your story. Whatever the case may be, the goal here is to reveal traumas, disturbances, anything that might be or become a hindrance to your life, or just to any aspect of your routine.”
Bertrand tried to hide his emotions and act as if everything was okay, but her voice had such an effect on him, that he for once didn’t look away.
He forced himself to keep eye contact, and spoke his heart out.
“I’m wanted for alleged murder...”
Elleanore widened her eyes.
‘I knew it!’ The therapist exclaimed to herself, without being able to contain her own surprise.
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