Session 32.
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A psychological lesbian romance
Rena POV
I don't want to be here.
I don't want to talk.
And I damn sure don't want to sit across from a woman who looks at me like she's already under my skin.
She's calm. Measured. Everything I'm supposed to be.
But when she tells me to breathe, I forget how.
When she says my name, I feel it in places I shouldn't.
Simone POV
She walks in like she's ready to fight me.
But I've seen that look before-rage barely holding grief together.
Rena doesn't trust anyone to hold her.
So I won't ask her to.
I'll wait.
I'll listen.
And when she finally cracks... I'll be right there to feel it.
Some wounds don't want to be healed-they want to be touched.
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