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"So, what are you doing here, Emma? What can I help you with today?"
I asked her, ignoring the elephant in the room. The more I pretended that everything was normal, the better I was able to act.
The female in front of me looked at me with calm eyes, and she truly did look mature, even with the face of a kid.
"Shopkeeper, I came here because I was in the area, checking something, and decided to drop by. There was nothing I needed in particular to help me out."
Emma told me as she sipped the tea I gave her. Her face told me that there was something she was dying to speak about, but she did not want to overwhelm me, so she was holding herself back.
However, as considerate as she was being, I would much prefer it if she were to speak her mind about this topic. It would make her feel lighter.
I was a good therapist, and it was my job to poke into that matter. So out of sheer habit, I pushed the situation forward.
