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𝐘𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝑲𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒔 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞"𝐲𝐚𝐲𝐚"𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐦, 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝐬𝐭, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

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𝐘𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝑲𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒔 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞
"𝐲𝐚𝐲𝐚"
𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐦, 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞
𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝐬𝐭, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

"𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐑. 𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 ms. rose, how long have you two been dating?" the therapist, savannah asked looking up from her clipboard.

"3 months," yamiri answered softly, her voice barely reaching above a whisper. notti stared blankly at the therapist not bothering to give any more energy than he already did.

"and how long have you two known each other?" savannah questioned, yaya silently twisted her lips thinking about her answer, "9 years,"

savannah raised her eyebrows in shock before writing something down on her clipboard. yaya anxiously stared at the pen, watching it go across the paper.

she was more than nervous and the fact that notti hadn't said anything since they got to the building was also scaring her.

"may i ask what your relationship was like before becoming partners?" savannah said looking up once again.

the room was silent as the two young teens silently battled to see who would speak.

yaya sighed and slightly rolled her eyes once noticing notti wasn't budging, "it was rocky, we didn't have the best dynamic and we would always be arguing"

"okay so why did you think becoming partners would be so easy?" savannah narrowed her eyes while slightly tilting her head.

"cause i loved her," notti said simply, his tone having no sense of anything in it.

"oh! love, not like but love. that's extremely strong, when did you know you loved her," savannah softly smiled looking at notti.

notti furrowed his eyebrows at her words before looking down at his wrist, "ion know, maybe when i was like eleven,"

savannah nodded, her eyes flicking between yaya and notti. "so, ethan, you've felt this way for a long time, but yamiri, it sounds like you don't feel the same security in the relationship. is that right?"

yaya glanced down, nervously picking at her nails. "yeah... i mean, it's not that i don't love him. i do. but there's always this feeling... like i'm not safe. like i can't fully trust him."

notti's jaw tightened, and he let out a low sigh. "now she sittin up here bullshitin"

"whatchu mean?" she scoffed jerking her head back, notti picked his head up but didn't look at her, "if she ain't feel safe she never would've even said yes to getting together, she never puts herself in the position to be unsafe except a few days ago"

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