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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE 

Author: GEMS EMPIRE
last update publish date: 2026-07-31 16:15:18
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE

"I'm not going to make this a thing," David said, sliding a sticky note across the counter toward her. "But I think you should call her."

Cassie looked down at the note. A name, Dr. Susan Jones, and a phone number in David's neat, doctor's handwriting.

"The therapist?”

"A good one. I've referred patients to her for years." He picked up his bag from the chair. "No pressure, Cassie. Call when it feels right."

He left before she could answer, and the sticky note sat
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