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Clementine sat cross-legged in the comfy chair of Dr. Bloom's office, waiting for her to get things settled. It had been a few days since Andrea had brought up a whole lot of things, and she had been itching to talk to someone about it. She still didn't know what to do, and the indecision made her feel guilty, even when Andrea said it was okay.

She liked what she had here, she didn't want to go back. She just still didn't know if she could let go of some things she left behind. It had her head all jumbled. Wringing her hands a little anxiously, she hoped she'd come up with how to really explain what she was feeling.

In the end, as Dr. Bloom sat in her usual chair, she still wasn't really sure where to even start.