As Arielle recalled, the Wilhelms would bring her and Henry for medical checkups every year. The checkups, however, were always only physical, never psychological.
It might be true that she, like Trisha, could have a little mental disability. It seemed like it was about time she consulted a psychologist.
Arielle’s deep-rooted frustration evaporated instantly after she convinced herself that she was suffering from a mental disorder.
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Night was drawing in slowly.
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