Chapter 33 Therapy Session

Noah sat in Dr. Voss's waiting room, knee bouncing. The chair was leather. Expensive. Probably meant to be calming. It wasn't working.

A clock ticked on the wall. Each second loud in the quiet space. He checked his phone. No messages. He'd texted Leighton twice yesterday. Both from a new number. Both delivered. Both ignored.

She'd blocked him aga