Corrupted (18+) (GxG)

Case File 79

Case File Name:
A Need Not A Want.

♠Chapter Seventy-Nine♠

"Perfect we'll have another meeting later in the week to discuss more about this case," Ivanna said as she stood from her chair.

I nodded alongside my coworkers who all gathered their things as I closed my notepad and stood from my chair to leave the conference room.

And as soon as I made it back to my office, I began working on the same case I just had a meeting regarding.

But I needed to write the details while they were fresh in my mind.

I also need to add better points to the defense argument for the jury.

A sigh fell from my lips as I briefly glanced over at the time, noticing lunch hour approaching.

I had my same one o'clock meeting with my therapist Dr. Brooks as usual.

It's only been five months now since I started back in therapy, and I already feel so much fucking lighter.

The hardest part was pushing through the beginning process—and just really sticking with it during the hardest sessions.

I've significantly improved my communication skills with Tazmin—although, I definitely still have my moments.

Only this time I'm more aware when I'm avoiding a topic so I can actually work towards discussing it.

Except for one specific topic that revolves around Tazmin's sister.

But it's been close to six months now since that all happened in December and there haven't been any issues with moving on from it.

I honestly see Gia less and less now days after the whole club incident.

Tazmin doesn't even like the idea of me being near her.

But aside from that and the one unspoken topic, therapy changed my perspective on communication and relationships—or specifically my relationship with Tazmin.

I don't think I've ever experienced such stability and consistency like this before.

It's like I know what to expect out of each day.

Well, except for today.

Today I decided to change things up and surprise Tazmin after therapy.

Which luckily didn't run over past an hour.

I would have a heavier workload later for taking a lengthy lunch, but I truly didn't mind it.

Especially since I couldn't wait to see the look on her face when I handed her the bouquet of white roses.

I don't think I've rushed to her place so quickly before.

I was nearly speed-walking through the main foyer, glancing around for her familiar blonde hair and perfect face.

"She's downstairs in the gym," Vic said as soon as I entered the kitchen.