Liam sat down on the couch, his therapist already sitting in his chair. He was nervous as hell. He thought he was going to throw up on the car ride over. Therapy had brought up a lot of emotions and repressed memories for Liam, and he was terrified of what would be unearthed with his wife there. Even now he wanted to bolt out of the room and make a mad dash for the car. 

But he knew this was good for them. This was something he and Gen had to do. The two had a very good relationship, but they still struggled in some ways. They didn’t know how to argue or disagree, and he found it impossible to reach out to her for help. He knew they needed this. 

Liam rubbed his sweating palms together as Gen sat down next to him. He almost out of habit pulled her legs into his lap. He looked over at his wife and gave her a small, nervous smile. 

“So, how are we all feeling today?” the therapist asked.

( @ohxgen )