"We are as responsible for Rosalind's death. So, don't you dare back out now. We all have our secrets which is making us feel guilty. Own up to it and help me find who killed her."
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Valerie Hudson and Brianna Sawyer left their small town life and...
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I took a sip of my coffee as I flipped the pages of the file in front of me. We were getting a new client today, I was supposed to meet them fifteen minutes ago.
My work here was to write down the history of the client. It was mostly questions related to their hobbies, personal life, relationships, etc. Sometimes, the client would happily answer them but many times they would be hesitant and would try changing the topic.
I obviously wanted to become a therapist, but this was the first step and so I did it very gladly.
I heard a faint knock on my door and asked whoever it was to come in. The doorknob turned and a girl wearing a beige dress with her hair tied into a tidy braid entered.
"You must be Aubrey." I cheerfully asked.
But she just nodded her head in return. I gestured her to have a seat and she obeyed.
"So Aubrey, how are you doing today?" I asked her with the same jolly tone.
"I'm doing okay. Thank you for asking." She shyly replied.
"Tell me something about your life?" I questioned as I took my notepad and pen out of the drawer.
Aubrey started answering all the questions I asked. Apparently, she was living with her parents who adored her very much but didn't have many friends. She was considered to be a loner and everyone bullied her.
It came to a point where the jocks used to touch her inappropriately. When she talked with her teacher about this, he just took more advantage of her by raping her.
My heart sank when she told me this. Of course, she would talk about it with Dr. Cruz more in detail and she will give her the proper help needed. I just had to note down the reason of her being here along with a few other details.
When my work was done, I gave her an apologetic smile and opened the door for her. She nodded at me once again before leaving me alone in my small office.
My office was a small room which smelled of rosewood. It only fitted a desk and a chair. There was very less walking or moving space left in the room. But, I liked it because it was my office. There was a sense of accomplishment because at first I started without an office.
After keeping all the other client's file in, I took Aubrey's file in my hand and went to Dr. Cruz's office to hand it to her, so that she could read it before actually meeting her.
"Hi, Dr. Cruz!" I greeted her.
"Oh, hey Valerie. Did you interview the new client?" She asked me.
