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    Eternal Flames-Chapter 10

    Story written on August 10, 2025 by jjos23.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=118193
    Author Notes: Sorry for the delay everyone
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    Chapter 10.

    Bette sat in the corner of the warm, sunlit office, her long legs crossed, her blazer folded neatly over the arm of the chair as though her clothing could keep her composed when her mind could not. The air in Dr. Marisa Caldwell’s therapy room always smelled faintly of lavender and cedar, an intentional choice, Bette suspected, to coax guarded people like herself into a state of openness.

    Marisa leaned back in her armchair, notebook in her lap, pen resting against her thumb. “You seem… unsettled today,” she said gently. “But not in the way you were six months ago. Back then, it was a storm. Now it feels… like weather you’re trying to predict.”

    Bette gave a wry smile, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Predictable weather would be nice for a change.”

    “Tell me,” Marisa prompted, “what happened this week that’s got you here with that look on your face?”

    Bette hesitated, her eyes tracing the bookshelf along the far wall, lingering on the framed print of an ocean horizon. “I… asked Tina to lunch.”

    Marisa’s eyebrows lifted slightly but without judgment. “That’s new.”

    “Yes. Well.” Bette shifted in her seat, exhaling sharply. “It’s not as casual as it sounds. I’ve been thinking about it for weeks. Trying to decide if I was ready. If I could—if we could—be in the same space without me…” She trailed off, her voice catching on the words she didn’t want to say.

    “Without you what?” Marisa asked, her tone patient.

    Bette’s gaze fell to her hands, fingers twisting the delicate band of her watch. “Without me running. Or ruining it. Or reading into every pause, every silence. I’ve spent so long… waiting for people to leave, Marisa. Even the ones I love most.”

    They’d been here before—this territory of fear and old wounds—but Bette knew it mattered to revisit it. It was the foundation of why she was sitting in this office at all.

    “You’ve been working on this fear for six months,” Marisa reminded her. “It’s not gone. But what’s different now?”

    “I think…” Bette swallowed hard. “I think I want to give her the chance to stay. But I don’t know if I can stand the possibility that she won’t. And I almost kissed her”

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    1. Happy to see an update.

      I’m a little disappointed Bette cancelled the lunch but i understand her fear, especially after her lunch with her client who experienced almost the same and trusted her once friend and now husband only to be left again.

      Tina, stay patient, Bette will get there but it takes time.

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