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CEZILLEThe raindrops fall onto the windowpane as the rain continues to pour. It's a cozy Sunday afternoon and here I am inside my room, facing the window, holding my all-time favorite book that I found at my room's bookshelf.I'm already at the part where the protagonist is about to tell the truth behind her current situation and decision but a knock on the door interrupted it all. I immediately put down my book and faced the door as it swung open. A woman in mid-40's peeked her head to see the inside of my room.“Cezille, it's time for your weekly consultation with Dr. Hudler," she spoke and walked towards me while holding her clipboard.
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