☠EDITED☠

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No sequel will be made!

Cassie's POV:

I smile nicely at the younger girl in front of me. She couldn't be much younger then me. Maybe, 3-4 years?

"Okay, Rowan. How are you?"

"Eh." She replies.

I raise an eyebrow. "Just tired, I guess."

I tap my pen, before setting it down, "Listen, I know that's bullshit."

Her eyes widen at my vulgar language, "Excuse me?"

"I know you aren't physically tired. You're tired of life. Therefore, you're mentally tired. Trust me, I know."

"You don't know fucking shit." She seethes.

"Sadly, I do." I say, calmly.

"That's what they always fucking say."

I bite my lip, "I'm not lying though."

"So, you've been fucking raped?" She shakes her head in disbelief.

"Yeah, I-I was um, friends with him at one point. Perfectly nice guy. Then he changed. He raped me, and broke me both physically and mentally. I got pregnant, decided to keep the baby. Then, he pushed me down the stairs, I lost the baby. And, then I tried to commit suicide."

Her mouth falls open, "Then who's is that?" She points to my small stomach.

"A man named Zayn."

She looks curious, "Where is he?"

"H-He died in a fire, about four months ago. So, I'm 4 months along." I smile, dryly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

"No, it's okay." I shake her apology off.

She grabs her bag, "I feel much better knowing you've been through the same thing. I'll see you next week?"

"Of course. Have a great week, Rowan."

I stand up, and walk her to the door, opening it, "Bye, Ms. Collins."

"Bye, Rowan."

She walks down the stairs as Eleanor runs up to me clipboard in hand, "Next patient goes by the name Max."

"Okay, thanks El."

Louis walks up behind her, and smiles widely at me. "Did you finally get through to Rowan?"

"I did." I laugh.

"Good for you, gorgeous." He smiles, kissing my cheek.

"Send him up." Louis nods, and grabs his fiancé's hand, pulling her down the hall. I go back to my office, and close my eyes as I sit down on my couch.

A knock erupts on the door as I yell, "Come in!"

The door opens, and I sigh, my eyes still closed. "You're Max, yeah?"

"Sadly, no." A familiar voice answers.

My eyes snap open, and a smile finds its way on to my face, "I'm sorry for the mixup, baby. It's actually Zayn."

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