ANGELINA POV:
"What?" I stared at him disbelievingly. He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again. Battling with words, he spoke with calmness in his voice,
"Yes, I want you to go and see a therapist."
"You think-you think, I am mad?" I said shifting away from him.
He widened his eyes at my outburst and shook his head furiously.
"No-no, I don't- I would never! Angel, you are taking my words in the wrong way." He said.
"That's what you said, you told me to go see a therapist. You are implying that I am mentally unstable." I said blinking away the tears threatening to surface above.13
"No, I am not saying that." He said moving closer and holding my hands and said, "You are having panic attacks, aren't you? And then nightmares are terrifying you day by day. You are always closed off. I understand if you don't want to speak to me but at least speak to someone who might help you get rid of them."
