She links her arm to his and mouths ‘thank you’ to me as Trent leads her out the door.
This meeting did not transpire as I had predicted it would.
The aim was to confess all my sins, and as a result, Trent would be forced to accept my unwillingness to keep Caleb as my patient.
But all I ended up doing was cement my role as his therapist.
Great.
Just great.
What am I supposed to do now?
I stare at my phone like it has teeth.
I shake the thought away and pick it up, knowing there is no use avoiding the inevitable.
Me: You win. I’m still your therapist. See you tomorrow at six.
As soon as I send the text, I drop the phone on the coffee table and get up from the couch, preferring to pace back and forth, waiting for his reply.
After a few minutes without a response, I pick up the phone again just to be sure the damn text went through. I frown when I see that he’s read the message but hasn’t bothered to reply.
Why I’m disappointed, I don’t know.
Angry at myself for acting like a schoolgirl, pining over a text from her crush that will never come, I chuck my phone away to avoid being tempted to stare at it all night.
Before I have time to go upstairs to my room, there is a knock on my door that halts me on the spot. Intrigued about who it could be, I walk over to it and look through the peephole.
“It’s me,” Caleb says on the other side of the door.
My heart hammers in my chest as I spin around and lean against the door.
“What… what do you want?” I ask nervously.
“For you to open the door, Roxie.”
“No.”
“No?”
“Yes.”
“Is it yes or no, Roxie? I’m confused.” He chuckles.
I pinch the bridge of my nose because his amused laughter wreaks even more havoc on my already frazzled nerves.
“Just open the door, Roxie. I promise I won’t be long.”
I take a deep breath and consider my options.
If I don’t open the door and let him in, he’ll probably spend the night on my doorstep just to aggravate me.
Knowing that I don’t have many options, I turn around and open the door.
“What?” I ask a bit too aggressively.
“Well, hello to you too, love. Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
