FIFTY-TWO

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Giving myself a final once over in the mirror, I run my hands over the black dress I have on that I've paired with a pair of strappy black heels. I make sure my hair looks neat and together in the half up, half down style I've chosen before I drape the strap to the purse over my shoulder. I head back into the kitchen, and I take the lunch that I had made for Harry out of the fridge.

It was now Wednesday, and my second therapy session would be happening in two days. I was feeling a lot better about this one than the first one - not so nervous.

I determined that this week I was really going to try to set up a regular routine for myself. On Monday, I organized the classes that I would need to take starting in the fall semester. I've already made an appointment to meet with an advisor at the end of the spring semester so I can get first choice on certain classes since some of them are limited. Yesterday, I cleaned the kitchen and bathroom thoroughly and this morning I had already tidied up our bedroom and the living room.

Since I hadn't planned to do much of anything today but read, I decided that I would bring Harry some lunch.

Conrad's trial started yesterday according to Grey, and they expected to have a determination by Friday. I think that in itself was also helping me feel better about everything. Soon we wouldn't have to be constantly looking over our shoulders, and I would be free to go out and about however I pleased.

I grab a small lunch bag that Harry had tucked away in one of the cabinets and sit the rubbermaid with the salmon rice dish I made him for lunch inside. Humming softly to myself, I grab a reusable plastic bag from a drawer and put a couple of cookies that I made this morning as well and put those in the bag with the dish.

Exiting the apartment, I make sure that I lock it up, and then I head towards the subway.

I felt comfortable leaving on my own knowing that Conrad was currently at his trial during the day, and I knew he wasn't stupid enough to try and do anything when that was going on. I knew Harry may not think the same, but I was eventually going to have to learn to do things on my own again for once. Even though Theodore left me alone to do what I wanted previously, I was still practically supervised at all times.

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