Bette was looking through the window. It was a rainy, cold morning and the pale light that was coming from the outside was getting her even more depress. Sighing, she looked back from the window and sat down at the couch. She knew the time was almost over, or so she thought, but she was still finding difficult to put into words the answer to Dan Foxworthy last question.
It wasnt just that she didnt want to go there it was that thinking about it all hurt her too much, and that, what he was waiting for her to share was something that shes been keeping for herself as a treasure. She never really told anyone about it. How she fall in love with Tina. They all knew the short version, the cute one. She knew she looked well in that story, she was the prince in Tinas princess fairy tale story. But Dan was waiting for the truth. And telling him was facing her true weakness. But then again, as Bette told to herself, that was the purpose of therapy.
She looked him in the eyes and sighing deeply started putting into words her most precious memories .