Stella's POV
Today was the first day I promised myself to go to therapy. I am ready, the first step is always hard but it's ok. For now?
The soft hum of the therapy room enveloped me as I settled into my chair, a mix of anxiety and anticipation bubbling inside. Today was another session, another step toward untangling the mess that had become my life. Dr. Maya welcomed me with her warm smile, and I felt a flicker of comfort.
As we began discussing my week, I shared the progress I had made. "I'm trying to focus on small victories," I admitted, feeling a little stronger with each word. "Like making healthier choices and being kinder to myself."
Dr. Maya nodded, encouraging me to explore those thoughts. "It's important to celebrate those wins, Stella. Every step counts."
After an hour of talking about my challenges and triumphs, I left the session feeling lighter, but my heart was still heavy with lingering worries. I sat in my car, staring out at the bustling Sydney streets, hoping to find solace in the familiar sights.
Just as I reached for my phone, a notification pinged, breaking the silence. My heart raced as I saw Arnold's name light up the screen.
Hey, Stella! Just wanted to let you know I'm back in Sydney. Family stuff is sorted, and I can't wait to see you. Let's celebrate!
A wave of relief washed over me. I had been so worried about him after the family emergency that had pulled him away. Now, knowing he was back, I felt a rush of joy mixed with excitement. I quickly typed a response, my fingers dancing over the screen.
That's amazing! I can't wait to see you! Let's meet up soon!
I hit send, a smile spreading across my face. For the first time in days, I felt a flicker of hope. I wasn't just navigating my own struggles; Arnold was back in my life, and together we could find strength in each other.
The thought of our upcoming reunion lifted my spirits. With each moment that passed, I felt more ready to embrace the journey ahead—both in therapy and in my budding relationship with Arnold.
As I drove home, I realized that healing wasn't a solo endeavour; it was about allowing others in, and I was ready to open my heart.
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Unconditionally
RomanceHockey player and dancer who's hopeless romantic she's a nature free spirit and he's a boy who always thinks about hockey they thought they would never meet but that one summer everything changed
