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... made me feel exposed—like every insecurity, every crack in my heart, every sleepless night was suddenly on display for the world to see.
Asher sat in the corner of the child psychologist’s playroom, small hands balled so tightly that his knuckles looked pale. His eyes darted everywhere, and his face was laced with fear.
"Asher," I whispered gently, kneeling a safe distance away. "Sweetheart, the doctor just wants to talk to you. It’s okay."
It wasn’t okay.
He was ...
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