~{DAMION'S POV}~
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"I shouldn't have done any of that. I regret manipulating her into doing them," I said.
"How much do you love and value Miss Beverley?" The woman asked.
"More than the way I love myself. She completes me," I confessed and heard Beverley scoff.
"If you love her more than you love yourself then it means you don't love her in the first place." The therapist blatantly said.
"You need to love yourself to be able to love another person Mr Damion," she went on to say.
Facing Beverley, she asked.
"Have you ever loved him more than yourself?"
"Never. I'm obsessed with myself." She truthfully said and I knew that.
"Don't you think that's the cause of what you're going through?"
Now that was a good question.
"How is it related?" Beverley asked as she folded her arms stubbornly.
