❝My name is not Carmen, It's Abrianne.❞
❝Are you sure about it? Don't you remember how I used to torment you.❞
Abrianne Ray Abellson is afraid to fall asleep as whenever she closes her eyes she ends up having terrible dreams from her past.
She has...
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26|The therapy session(2)
When I went back, Alexander was on the couch, scrolling through his mobile, "I am sorry, I actually don't speak so much about myself, so you know I just..."
"I totally understand."
He stood up with a smile and stuffed his phone back in his pocket."And as I promised, no one will know about your secret.
You need something to distract yourself, from all those creepy things you dream about, I am not telling you that you are crazy. Just do one thing, try listening to music before you sleep. I think it's gonna help you. I guess this is all for today."
He grinned, putting his hands in his jacket. I gave a tiny nod but all of a sudden something just got into me, "Do you wanna have some coffee?"
"Yeah, Sure."
I advanced towards the kitchen, while he went towards Gru. While preparing the coffee, I spared a glance towards him, He was playing with Gru like a little child. I couldn't help but smile, Gru jumped over him and licked his cheeks, he laughed and ran this hand through his fur.
'Gru seems to like him a little too much.'
I placed two cups in a tray and carefully walked towards the table. I revolved around to see Alexander, who was on the ground. He stood up as soon as he caught my eye.
"Gru seems to like you." I said smirking, He gave a small laugh and walked towards the table and stood in front of me.
"Not as much as he loves you."
I took a sip from the cup and watched him lift his cup from the tray. "Do you mind if I ask something personal?"
"No, I don't mind unless and until it's my credit card number." I gave a small laugh and placed the cup on the table as he grinned
"How old are you? I am just asking, you don't have to answer it if you don't want to."
"32"
I guessed it to be 28, 'Okay' I mouthed and sipped my coffee making a little sound.
"What about you, how old are you?" He asked glancing towards Gru.
"28..I guess."
He moved his eyebrows and placed the cup down, He glanced down at his watch."I have to go now. So.. I will meet you tomorrow, I guess."
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