I knew that I was sensitive about some things, my time at Camp Hell being the biggest one.
I was trying not to take his comment as a shot or a personal attack, but that was how I felt. It wasn't my fault that I felt safe last night and didn't have a nightmare. I couldn't control what my brain did while I was still asleep.
"Then I am not healing normally?" I asked, and I felt Rip's arm around me tighten. It wasn't so tight that it hurt, more so to let me know where he was and that he was there if I needed him.
"That is not what I am saying at all," assured Ye Yao ZU, almost surprised that I would have reacted that way. Great, yet another thing I wasn't doing normally. It was amazing that any psychologists got married if all they did was treat their spouse as yet another patient.
Not that we were married or anything.
