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It's been a week since Harpe was killed. It seems like yesterday I saw your face. Right now I'm in the waiting room of a psychologist's office while my parents are talking to her, and I'm waiting with the maid, Harpe's mother, to be seen.
- Ronan, you can come in my son, we are waiting for you here - My father spoke to me after opening the door to the girl's room.
I went in like a sheep to a slaughterhouse. I sat in the chair and faced the woman, a little nervous, my fingers were touching her table as if I were playing keyboard or piano, and my legs were shaking.
- Nervous!?
- ME ??? NO , THAT , SUPER NORMAL GOING TO A PSYCHOLOGIST , yeah , I 'm very
- Calm down and start . Tell me about Harpe
- Well....
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