I See You (Campus Crush series)

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Picture of home (foyer) 2/3

A/N So this chapter focuses on Casper's therapy session. I made it interesting I promise. I found this quote while doing research for this chapter BITCH it made me wet.

Anybody can become angry, that is easy; but to be angry with the right person, and to the right degree, and at the right time, and for the right purpose, and in the right way—that is not within everybody's power; that is not easy.

—Aristotle

(Present)

I stood anxiously in the foyer as David opened the tall, dark wooden front door. On the other side was a woman well in her sixties, Her hair was an elegant, cropped silver, and she wore a formal, cardigan ensemble.

I always thought psychologists needed to look approachable. Maybe I was wrong. She looked stern and serious, so I found myself wondering what disarming techniques she'd use on me.

I was starting to have second thoughts as I watched my husband exchange pleasantries and hug this woman who supposedly taught him everything he knew. He led her inside, all the way to where I was standing.

"Casper." David took my hand, excitement written across his face. "This is Josephine Macbeth."

"Please, call me Josie," she introduced, holding out her hand. "It's a wonderful pleasure to meet you, Casper." In contrast to her stony face, her voice was quite musical. I admired that she spoke slowly- but not too slow. She didn't rush through her words which made her sound sophisticated.

"Likewise." I shook her hand. "My husband tells me you mentored him."

"Yes, well, his parents took his education seriously. His mother hired me as his tutor when he was only fifteen. I've known him ever since."

I looked at David and he grinned with an affirming nod. "Oh, so she practically raised you?" I teased as he laughed.

"Something of the sort, yes."

It was a shame he never mentioned her to me before. If someone taught me from such a young age, I'd consider them a second parent. Josie picked up on that fact as she glanced between us two, but she just waved it off.

"Let's get started, shall we?" She wasn't one to waste time. She was steadily winning me over, to be honest.

"Right. One second." David gently pulled me aside to give me a light kiss. "Give her a chance, okay?"

I nodded, then he told me he loved me before giving us our space. I turned to Josie and forced a smile. "Why don't we head to the lounge? It's this way."

I led the way, and she promptly followed, carrying her white messenger bag with her. "Would you like something to drink?" I offered as we sat down across one another.

"No, thank you. I must admit, I'm quite eager to speak with you."

My eyebrows rose. "Really? Because of David?"

"I haven't seen him in so long. I heard whispers that he was married and had started a family of his own."

"Why haven't we met before now?" I wondered.

"I moved away. When I returned a few months ago, I got in touch with his mother. It's good to see him happy and thriving. Anyway, let's not dally."

"Right." I cleared my throat, leaning back a bit.

"So tell me. What ails you?" She clasped her hands together, letting them rest on her lap.

"Um... I suspect that... no, I know that I'm depressed."