Chapter 53 Meeting the Therapist

Leighton's hands were clammy as they rode the elevator. Fourth floor. The numbers climbed. Her stomach dropped with each ding.

"You don't have to do this," Noah said. "If you're not ready."

"I want to. I need to understand. All of it."

The elevator opened. They walked down a hallway that smelled like mint and carpet cleaner. Door 412. Gold namep