The Captain's Shadow — Ethan Meets Tessa

He really didn't recognize me. Why did I want to cry? The therapy room door was pushed open. Tessa Whitmore stood at the door with four They wore short cheer skirts, hair past their shoulders. Tessa casually circled the treatment bed,

fingers trailing along the edge of the equipment box. Then she flipped her wrist. Oops. She covered her mouth.

My hand slipped. The girls behind her laughed. Trainer, pick it up. Tena tilted her head and looked at me.

I crouched down to pick it up. In that moment, I suddenly felt how ridiculous this was. Three years later, I was still like this. The light at the door was suddenly blocked.

A male voice came. What are you doing? Ethan had come back. Tessa's smile instantly turned three times sweeter.

Ethan? Ethan didn't look at her. He walked in, passed me, then crouched down and started helping me pick up. Ethan, what are you doing?

Tessa. He looked up. This is my therapist. A pause.

Not yours. They left.