Better Together ✓

"You will meet together every Wednesday." She says with a smile, jotting down something on her clipboard.

I grab my dry erase marker and start to scribble furiously on my white board.

I flipped the side over to face the therapist and she read aloud.

"I don't even know who this person is."

"You can't isolate yourself, Wynter.
Friends are nice to have around, for encouragement, to laugh with, and
sometimes even cry with." She says and I shake my head vigorously.

"Wynter, you make yourself think you don't need anyone's help or company, because you are scared. You've been hurt too much, so you put this defensive wall up, that no one can break down." She says and I frown at her.

"It's time to let those walls down, honey." She pats my knee and I shake my head again.

"And this is the person that's going to help you do it."

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Wynter Adams hasn't spoken in eight years.
No one knows why, or what happened to make her this way.

She attends therapy and when she refuses or her behavior becomes destructive she stays over night at Mercies Children's Hospital.

When she's given an assignment from her therapist to spend her afternoon with another patient she refuses, but the therapist insists this is her cure.

He is her cure.

Asher Linn has been in intensive care and therapy for his temper, for running away from home five times, and for his alcoholism.
His therapist recommended some medication to help with his mood swings.
But Asher became sick of them and was immediately engulfed in the arms of depression.

Asher agrees to meet up with this 'other patient' just so he could escape the hospital.

But everything doesn't go according to plan.

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