Gemotions

The sleek, modern office was exactly what he'd expected from a successful therapist. But when the door opened, he stopped. It was Heather, the girl who had made his school life a living nightmare. He felt a physical jolt, like an electric shock. His legs felt weak.

Her face, previously contorted with sneers and malice, was now calm and composed. “Daniel? Please, come in.”

Daniel stood there, dumbfounded. He blinked, certain he was hallucinating.

"I’m here to help." The words seemed to hang in the air, echoing in his ears.

He finally walked forward, completely thrown. He sat down, trying to regain his composure, the entire situation feeling like a bizarre dream.