Tell me about the dreams again."
Dr. Strauss’s voice is soft, gentle. Reassuring.
You shift uncomfortably in your chair.
🗨 "They’re… strange. I wake up, and I feel—"
🗨 "Safe?" she interjects smoothly.
You frown. That wasn’t the word you were going to use.
🗨 "I—I don’t know."
🗨 "Don’t worry." She smiles, jotting something in her notebook.
🗨 "We’ll figure it out together."
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