“How have you been feeling lately?” The man with the lanyard from the cafeteria asked me.
He was my therapist apparently, and we had to have “talks” like this every day.
I shrugged.
I missed him more than words could speak.
“Would it make you feel better if I got you a friend?” The therapist asked.
I perked up.
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please dont forget me. [book 2] ✅
Fanfiction[book 2] It's odd how one act can lead to countless others. One small "hello" or "goodbye" can change people's lives. These seem to be the things you think about while you sit in a hospital bed, waiting to see someone you have been separated from. Y...
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