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... eather chair in his therapist’s office.
His hands were resting on his knees. He kept moving his fingers, tapping them on his legs, because it felt like if he didn’t move them, he would jump out of his skin.
The room smelled like lavender. There was a tall plant in the corner, and a small water fountain making soft splashing sounds.
The therapist, Dr. Reynold, was sitting across from him. She had warm brown eyes and a notebook on her lap. She didn’t write anything yet. She ...
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