"I'm supposed to keep this hush, but he gave me clearance on allowing you to talk as long as you need to. As well, as allowing you to see me outside of work hours and on the weekend, all you need to do is call, then my next opening will be yours for as long as you need. I'm here to help, and that's what I will be doing."

Suddenly, I began to silently weep.

I've longed for this kind of professional help since my parents divorced. And now, I may be able to get the proper help that I need to function like everyone else. David truly is heaven-sent for doing this for me; I don't know how I'll ever be able to properly thank him for this breath of fresh air.

"Work is about to start soon, I should get going and boot up my computer. I appreciate this session, it helped me out a bit."

"I'm happy to hear that. And please, do what's best for you."

" I will, you just made my decision easier."

As I left her office, I told myself that it was best to keep it a secret just a while longer. It's still not safe enough for this to be revealed yet, especially not to a bunch of people I don't really know that well.

Fake it until you make it.

As soon as I sat down in my chair, Willow walked in. She seemed to be upset, I wondered what was wrong.

"Is everything okay? You're usually a morning person."

"No, I've been calling you all weekend and you ignored me. What's up with that?"

I completely forgot to turn my phone back on or inform anyone of my phone change.

"I'm so sorry, I got a new phone and changed my number after my ex suddenly got back in contact with me. I've been so stressed that I didn't think to tell anyone, especially not to cause any worry. Here's my new number."

I felt horrible.

"I feel like a bitch now, I should've just asked if everything was alright. I'm so, so, so, sorry." Was all she could repeat for the next few seconds before I cut her off. Is this how I used to sound?

"It's perfectly fine, I accept your apology and appreciate the concern. I've just been in a slight daze with how things went. We can catch up as much as you need to today."

Her arms were wrapped around me in seconds, catching me completely off guard. Are we close enough for her to be hugging me without warning?

I guess so... it'll be rude to push her off me.

"Do you feel better now?"

"I actually do. I really needed to hug someone, I'm so sorry if I crossed your boundaries. I should've asked."

"Relax and breathe. It's not like you hit me or anything, we all need hugs sometimes. I honestly needed it too, I just wasn't expecting it."

She reminds me so much of how I was - and at times still am- like a mirror has just been put to my face for the first time in my life.

"Willow, I have something to tell you, but you have to keep it a secret between us."

"Of course, I promise."

In the most adorable gesture, she held out her pinky for me. Once they were locked together I told her the truth.

"My name isn't Nova Faye, it's Olivia Taylor."

"Wait, is that like a second name, or is Nova Faye a nickname you went by?"

"It was an alias I had to go by, but it's okay for me to tell, and few people I trust about it."

"Olivia is such a pretty name, in kind of shocked you telling me this. But I'm happy to know that you trust me with such a big secret. Does that mean we're officially friends?"

"In a way, yes."

"Yayyy!" Willow hugged me yet again, this time, I hugged her back. She reminds me of young me, before my parents divorced before my brother had to move out with him because they decided to split us up, before my life became something I endured and suffered from, rather than something to enjoy and experience.

I admire and envy Willow in so many ways.

Maybe one day, hopefully soon, I can be like that again.

The workday went by as quickly as it started. David was working late on a project that was coming up, so I decided to spend some time with Kelsie.

"Where have you been?!? I've been worried sick about you, I was a day away from putting out an amber alert for you."

I missed her and her dramatics so much.

"Amber alerts are only for children, Kelsie. So I'm not sure how that would go regardless."

"They are? Well, that's just not fair. I had flyers ready and all, I thought the worst happened to you."

"I'm sorry, I had to get a new phone and ditch the old one altogether after Kyle found me again. So much has happened, I'm still unsure how I got any work done today. Here's my new number, and can you please send it to everyone on this list? I just need a second to decompress."

For the rest of the evening until the late hours of the night, I took the time to tell Kelsie everything that had happened since I escaped from Kyle again.

"Fuck, that's horrible. I wish it was something that could be done about him. I don't know what I would do if you weren't here."

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