Emily: fidgeting, glancing around I-I can't believe we're here again. This place... it still gives me the creeps.
I look at her, understanding what she means.
stutters I-I mean, like, I thought we agreed to never come back here. It's just... haunting, you know?
I walk up to her and put my arms around her.I understand love…I know what you went through there…but…we have to face our fears to move forward right…
pulls away from RushedPromise, shaking her head No, no, no! We don't have to face this! We can't just stroll back into this creepy place like nothing happened!
I look at her, seeing the fear in her eyes.love…I know your scared…
paces back and forth, hands trembling Scared? Scared doesn't even begin to cover it! This place... it's a reminder of everything that went wrong.
I gently touch her arm.okay…let’s not do this today…I promise
stops pacing abruptly, staring at RushedPromise You promise? You promise we won't go into that haunted house?
grabs RushedPromise's hand tightly Thank you. Thank you for understanding. Let's get out of here, away from this nightmare.
I smile and lead her out of the park.
takes a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief Phew, I can't believe we actually did it. We faced our fears and came out victorious.
I wrap my arms around her as we walk away from the park.I love you
snuggles closer to RushedPromise, feeling safe in his embrace I love you too, Rush. You always know how to make me feel better.
So happy and proud of you Emily
looks up at RushedPromise with a determined expression You know what? I've been thinking...
Emily decides to confront the trauma from her past by visiting a therapist specializing in trauma recovery.
I raise an eyebrow, curious about Emily's thoughts.Sure, spill it. What's on your mind?
takes a deep breath, mustering her courage Well, Rush, I've been thinking about confronting my past.
stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth Confronting my past? It's like, how do I even start?
Do you want to talk about it with me?
stops pacing, looking conflicted Talking about it with you? It's... I don't know, Rush. It's like...
runs her fingers through her hair, fidgeting nervously It's like opening up a deep wound, you know?
I take her hand in mine.I understand…I will help you
takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself Okay, okay. Maybe... maybe talking to a professional could be a good start. Like, a therapist or something.
I smile and nod.a good first step indeed
starts searching online for therapists in their network who specialize in trauma recovery Alright, let's find someone who can help me through this.
I squeeze her hand reassuringly.take ur time love
after hours of searching, finds a highly recommended therapist specializing in trauma recovery Found her! Dr. Johnson, a trauma specialist.
I hug her tightly.that’s great love
quickly sends a message to Dr. Johnson, requesting an appointment Okay, now to schedule an appointment.
I rub her back soothingly.calm and steady my love
frantically types away on her laptop, searching for information about the therapist and her approach to trauma recovery