Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 117

Astrid’s POV

“Astrid, are you alright?” Nova’s soft voice entered my ears as soon as I stepped out of the therapist’s office.

I shook my head softly in reply as I held on her arm tight.

Every time that I go for a session with a therapist, I always leave feeling raw and exposed afterward.

The carefully constructed walls I had built around my emotions were always methodically dismantled, one brick at a time, by the therapists’s well-thought questions.

Nova wrapped a hand around me to comfort me. “Don’t worry, you’re done already. You can finally relax,” Nova whispered soothingly as she helped me out of the room.

I could only nod my head and swallow hard at her words. I always feel weak and out of myself after my therapy sessions.

With the therapist’s keen insights and probing questions, she always got into the buried feelings that I had desperately tried to bury and tuck away from the deepest corners of my mind.

It’s her job to unearth those buried emotions, forcing me to confront the grief that I have been suppressing.

My miscarriage, my dark past, and then that incident. That has always been our topic.

As Nova and I walked, I could still hear the therapist’s words echoing in my mind — that true healing could only come through facing traumas head-on, through giving voice to the experiences that had threatened to consume me.

It is a long and painful process, draining me both physically and emotionally, but the therapist insisted it was the only way forward.

I know that the therapist is right, that I have to keep pushing through the pain if I ever want to find my way back to wholeness. But at this moment, all I ever craved was an escape, a chance to just retreat and gather the pieces of myself back together.

If Drystan had been here, maybe things would have been easier for me. I have only realized it just now, but I have become more comfortable and relaxed whenever Drystan is around. I didn’t realize that my body had learned to rely more on Drystan’s presence.

Maybe that is because he was always there for me during dangerous situations. He was always the one who protected me from the different dangers I was in in the past.

Nova suddenly stopped in her tracks, making me stop, too; when I raised my head to see what made her stop, I saw Asha standing in front of us with hatred in her eyes.