Chapter 69
Irene’s POV:
A whole week has gone by in a flash. A lot had already happened, but mostly, there’s been peace in the house with everyone keeping to themselves except, for the fact that Lenora has gotten so much closer to Eva. And it is as though they’ve formed their little circus.
It’s nice to know that a friendship has blossomed amidst them and Eva has someone else to rely on aside from me.
However, I found it a bit strange that Lenora quickly warmed up to Eva alter how she reacted that day at the hospital with her insensitive comment about me and Eva. But I chose not to question it further.
Things happen. And maybe this was one of those things that happened and shouldn’t be questioned.
I made sure Charlie doesn’t see Eva for now, because I don’t want him to keep breaking down. I couldn’t understand why he would be scared of someone he had never seen. It was odd, but as long as he doesn’t see her then there is no trouble.
It was just me and Eva left at home but I had to go out this afternoon for my therapy session. I have yet to see my therapist. about the new decisions I made and I want to believe that they are the best for me and my mental health. He said I should forgive my past and Eva is the sole root of my painful past, so if I’m to forgive my past, isn’t that automatically Eva?
Since I made that decision, I have not been given any reason to regret it. Eva has really been changing. She has become more calm. more respectful, and a bit compassionate. And I hope she only keeps getting better. Lenora definitely has been a good influence on her.
I shouldn’t have expected any difference. Even if Lenora might be too expressive sometimes, I believe she is one with a good heart. It is only George that has proven to be the irresponsible and disrespectful one.
But thankfully, he has been focused on his husband–to–be duties with Lenora. Their wedding is fast approaching and an exciting Lenora hasn’t let us go by a day without knowing one or two things about their wedding plans.
It was always a nice distraction after a stressful day when we all gathered at the dining table at night to eat dinner. Lenora kept our ears full and I saw the whole interaction as a bonding moment
I picked up my perfume and sprayed some on my body as I finished dressing and being in my thoughts. It was time to leave. for my appointment. I picked up my bag and scarf and wrapped it around my neck as the weather was getting cooler these days. Fall was just around the corner and even if some days cane with harsh cold, Fall was still my favorite season. That drop in temperature was always refreshing before autumn fully took over.
Walking downstairs, I saw Eva pushing herself in the wheelchair to the kitchen. She was also getting used to being independent without needing others‘ help. Her physiotherapy is starting next week. And I only hope everything goes well.
“Eva!” I called, rushing down the stairs towards her. “Good morning. Need something?” I asked her.
She smiled, “Good morning. I just want to try and make myself a cup of hot chocolate.” She replied. “Don’t worry about me, are you heading out now?” She asked.
“Yes. But I can help make the hot chocolate before leaving You don’t have to stress yourself with something hot and being all alone isn’t the best time to make a hot drink.” I said to her and she laughed.
It still feels surreal to hear her natural laughter. It was even more surreal to see how we now talk without any hidden intention or malice.
You are right. Please help this woman.” She chuckled and I pushed her into the kitchen on her wheelchair, then I got to making the hot chocolate drink for her. Once I did, I was ready to go.
“Are you sure you will be able to manage by yourself?” I asked her one more time, a bit worried for her as this was the first
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time she would be all alone for some hours before anyone got back home.
Tim not a baby, Irene. I can definitely manage. I’ll just make sure not to try and make another hot chocolate drink.” She laughed and I chuckled with her.
“Okay. Fm leaving now. Take care of yourself and don’t forget your afternoon meds.” I reminded her and she nodded.
“Bye” She said to me and I waved at her before I walked out of the door. Since the only threat I had was now living with us, and she was changing into someone new and better, I told Damien that I don’t need bodyguards anymore. So today, I will be driving myself to the therapist,
It only took about twenty minutes for me to arrive at my destination. And today’s session was a breeze. I was able to express myself fully. I was not overly emotional, my words were straight to the point and there was no drag.
The therapist asked me some questions so he could access my progress from our last session and I answered them accurately as I felt
“You seem to be doing better from the way you sound, but it’s actually not really progress. It’s a mask you are putting on unknowingly. And because it’s not intentional, you wouldn’t be able to pull it off until something triggers your emotions resurfaces. So what I can tell you Is not to expect everything to get better in a few weeks. No, this isn’t magic, so healing doesn’t happen overnight. Keep taking your meds and I know we will crack everything soon and the healing will eventually get complete. The therapist said after all we had been discussing
“Never forget that healing is a process. But there is never a road map. Just take it easy and follow the advice I give to you.” He added and it felt as if he was suddenly saying things that weren’t true.
But I couldn’t question the conclusion of a progressional.
He knows better than me. So I’m going to believe him.
I only wonder why I would be putting up a mask to shield my true feelings and emotions, and I don’t feel like I am lying to myself.
This entire mental health thing feels so crazy at times
As I drove back home, I couldn’t help but wonder when the mask would come off. I stopped at the grocery y store to get some new groceries for dinner to make at home.
Once I got home, I was excited to have cooking time with Exa. After dropping everything on the counter in the kitchen. I went to her room to call her but she wasn’t there.
Where could she be?
As I was about to open my mouth and call for her name, I heard a shuffling sound coming from the laundry room. That was strange. She doesn’t do her laundry herself. But I walked towards there in slow steps so as to not let her know I was already
coming.
And when I got to the door which was opened slightly, peeping, I saw something that made an incredulous gasp escape my
throat
It was Eva and George…
