thirty nine

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Zoe and Brayson stand hand in hand at the front door of the facility. Brayson is lugging around a dark blue suitcase and over his shoulder is Zoe's orange backpack that he refused to let her carry around, despite all her offers to help out.

"Remind me, how long has it been since you've seen the outdoors?" Brayson asks and Zoe thinks back.

"I was scared of the outside because I always saw weird things behind trees and bushes so I'd say seven months." Zoe hates to admit it but she's actually nervous that she'll relapse and have a schizophrenic episode when she finally sees the outdoors. Brayson catches onto this, as her tone carried her worries.

He leans in close to her and whispers, "Everything is going to be just fine. I'm here, I've got you."

Zoe's cheeks tint red as she takes her lower lip in her mouth and nods.

Doctor Burnston comes back with their signed forms and hands them to Zoe. "Attached to your forms are your schedules for therapy and my personal contact information." She informs the pair and smiles. "Good luck guys, I believe in you."

Brayson and Zoe bid their goodbyes and walk out the door.

Free at last.

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