Three weeks had gone by. There had been no trace of Christian. At least earlier in the first wake his phone was reachable even though he did not pick up but after that his phone number is no longer available.
His social media was gone. The only accounts that remained with those managed by a publicist.
This sad and hurt the most because every time she needed someone Christian was there and now when she needed answers the most along with some comfort and support she was the one that was found nowhere.
This disappearing act of his had caused her dearly.
"So you think you have abandonment issues?" The therapist placed her pen on the paper in her lap and stared at Grace.
She nodded. "I think it's about time I accept it."
The therapist; Cora, nodded. "There's the start we need. However, would you tell me what effect that has on your relationships?"
Grace gulped, she had thought about it but saying it out loud affected her more than she thought.
In the previous week she had started therapy. Overall, there were many issues that had come up from her past but the most difficult part was talking about it to someone who was judging her professionally.
"Um . . I try to please everyone?" She added hesitantly but an encouraging nod from the therapist made her talk more. "I think the problem is I try to please everyone. There are many times when I had a bakery I would go to extra lengths to make sure that the customer that was coming hair daily had their favourite cupcakes and baked goods."
Cora nodded, probing for more. "Anything else that comes to your mind?"
"I always try to send money to my mother whenever she demands it." She muttered quickly, "but it's hard to understand that she is my mother. She gave birth to me and if she wants money and I have it, I can give it to her."
There Cora shook her head. "Giving birth to you was her choice. Just like giving money to her is yours. If you want to give money to her Grace, that is perfectly fine but remember to prioritise yourself first."
"Now," she leaned to the side slightly and placed her notepad and pen on the table before concentrating on Grace again, "I need you to prioritise people into different categories and according to those categories you set your boundaries."
"Boundaries?"
Cora nodded. "Boundaries as in the limits and lens you would go to. These are only for the people you know."
Grace nodded slowly as she thought about it. Their sessions had a gap of a week which meant that it would give her enough time to categorise people and try to set boundaries.
"Okay, I think I can try." Grace agreed and within minutes, she was in the car.
"Where to ma'am?"
Grace sighed, "Graveyard."
Romeo was used to Grace visiting the graveyard once a week at least. This happened after her session.
There was a florist wide outside the graveyard, a few shops down and Grace as usual bought a small bouquet of lotus flowers representing peace.
She let them down over his grave. Christian had killed him and she did not want the blood on his hands. She could not do anything about it which is why she could only pray that Liam found peace in the afterlife.
She stepped back. She had forgiven him.
She had let the night go. The blood night?
Walking back to the car she pulled out her phone and dialled the number of Mr Miller.
"Grace?"
She hesitated slightly, "Good afternoon, Mr. Miller. About the job. ."
"Tomorrow, my office. 8.30 sharp."
She smiled slightly, "yes sir."