“Thank you for taking me on such short notice.”
Evelyn sighed softly as she took a seat across from the therapist, toying with her pearls. It was a terrible nervous habit that she couldn’t seem to shake. “Really, I appreciate it. I’m willing to pay double.”
“Ah, sorry I was running a little late. Come on in and take a seat.” Jean nodded towards the chair on the opposite side of her desk.
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[Closed Starter for @ardentsarcasm.]
TW: Alcoholism.
Evelyn Klein was a very stoic woman when it came to most things. Work, most of her hobbies, around strangers.
The only time she never managed to remained composed was in the presence of her ex-wife, who just so happened —
— being no contact, she wasn't expecting a kind invite out to get coffee. She was hardly going to say no, partially because of curiosity, and partially because she had missed the redhead.
There was a part of her brain telling her it was an ambush, yet she found herself —
Each calculated movement tugged at Evelyn’s very short thread, unraveling her bit by bit.
She was aware of it, yet she couldn’t bring herself to stop her own destruction.
With her curiosities satiated, her eyes practically lit up, eyebrows slightly raised with the —
— Stupidly. So.”
The tension in the air was thick, gaze never leaving Juliet’s.
“Now, if you’re done tormenting me to watch me squirm despite there being plenty of other ways to do that… are you hungry?” Soft words slipped past softer lips.
The duality of Evelyn, —









