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"What should we do? I don't think I can forget." Mei Xing gulped and shivered as she remembered being forced into a van by two bulky men.
"We can try therapy. Even if you don't fully forget, therapy will help take away the fear and anxiety you feel just by thinking of it," Lu Aotian suggested.
"I don't like therapy," Mei Xing confessed. "It's too invasive."
Lu Aotian's expression softened. "I understand but it helps. How about I go with you? I'll hold your hand through the process."
"You would do that? Even with how busy you already are?"
"Hmm," he nodded. "I'm never too busy for you, love."
Mei Xing was extremely touched. Where had he been all her life?
"Thank you, Tian. That means a lot to me," she said.
"Don't mention it."
~In City A, Beer Drill~
The room was filled with the pungent smell of cigarette smoke and the faint echo of murmured conversations.
