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il ten, so is 11:30

chica. I’ll talk

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take off my heels and undress. Taking time to look at my body in the full-length mirror and admire my flawless ski

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ne. She walks in solemnly and sits on the long couch, opting to lay down with her feet up. I grab my pen

ritney. How are

husband wasn’t available to join us today,” she says

, we can make better sense of what is going on with you guys and

to start a family and were excited until I miscarried a couple of weeks ago,” she says with tears in her eyes. “Ever since,

grabs a few, dabs her eyes, and blows

s sleeping around on me. I really shouldn’t blame him if he is. I haven’t been in the mood after

ng him for. Tonight, when he gets home from work, you sit him down and you guys just express yourselves. Keep the line of communication op

nds up with hope in her eyes. “Thank you, Dr. Peterse

nt with you, and I’ll see you soon

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already seated and waiting patientl

seat. So, what brings

ll is still messing around w

you think t

til the next morning. I was calling and texting his phone, and he never answered or responded. When he finally came home, he smelled like Victoria’s Secret soap. He rushed right to the b

then it’s time to re-evaluate your situation. If he doesn’t have an explanation, then it’s time to re-evalua

erself, she shakes h

Dr. Petersen

wn sessions, separate from th

My door is always

t week to set up my own a

to you soon,” I say as