The room was filled with sympathy, so much I felt my heart finally soften after years of being tough, but it wasn't enough. They looked at me. Sympathy, pity and bit of sadness in their eyes but if this is how they are right now.
I don't need them to know the full story.
I don't want them.
"Should I Stop?" I asked.
"No, why?" Olivia asked.
"Because if you are like this right now…and we haven't really begun…than imagine how you'll be when I'm done." I croaked.
Nevertheless, I continued, while they needed an explanation I needed the healing.
