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Her Innocence novel Chapter 41

Summary for Chapter 41: Her Innocence

Summary of Chapter 41 – A turning point in Her Innocence by Diyya

Chapter 41 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Her Innocence, written by Diyya. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

Nathan Rivera's POV

I was happy, really happy. That type of happiness a kid feels when he gets gifts in Christmas. But that kid also knows that Santa is not real. That's the same situation with me. I know Janet is fine but I also know that she is faking that 'she is fine'. Weird? I know.

I am not okay with Janet having nightmares and plus she was acting a little suspicious. As if hiding something but I ignored it and kept telling myself that she will tell me.

And that was the reason I was taking her to therapy maybe a doctor can do something I am not able to do. I mean she was happier than she was but sometimes things feel off and it saddens me that she gets lost in her thoughts and a frown appears on her beautiful face. It makes my heart ache and I don't want to see that sad smile on her face when I ask if she is okay.

"How long?" She asked as we fastened our seat belts and I turned the engine on making the car roar.

"Not much just 10 minutes, my love." She smiled shyly at me and turned to gaze the window facing away from me. The ride was indeed short as I stopped in front a small clinic that I was familiar with. Dr. Renne was my father's old friend in university and he was good at what he did. He was psychologist here in the small clinic. He was kind of a weird man, with freaky odd personality but he was the best one I knew.

I walked out of the car with Janet beside me, her hand clamped with mine. We walked into the building and I went straight up to the receptionist.

"We have an appointment with Dr. Renne in 3 minutes." I said glancing at my watch.

"Yeah, sure walk right through the room at the end of the hall." She said with a monotone voice and pointed to the right hall. I got a hold of Janet's hand again and pulled her closer with me making her roll her eyes at me.

I knocked on the door and walked right in as Dr. Renne wide eyes turned to face me with his mouth curved in a smile. He sure looked cheerful all the time.

"Nathan, my boy! How are you? How is your wife? I see you got married. It's okay I am not sad to know that you didn't invite me. It's okay I am not mad to know I practiced a dance for your wedding and you never invited. It's okay, it's okay." He said wiping a fake tear as I rolled my eyes. See what was I talking about.

"Dr. Renne it was just quick so I didn't invite anyone." I told him as he sighed, dramatically.

"Well, come sit." He said gesturing towards the two chairs. I pulled the chair out for Janet and she sat thanking me before I sat beside her.

"Janet is it?" He asked Janet with a small fatherly smile. Janet nodded her head glancing at me for a second as I sat there and watched the session start. Dr. Renne asked her simple questions like age and hobbies, likes and dislikes.

"What is your greatest fear Janet? Something you don't want to think about." Janet thought for a second as she gazed at me and spoke.

"No, I don't play." She told him giving him a curious look.

"Want to have a match of badminton?" Dr. Renne said with a small smile as he stood up rubbing his hands over his white coat.

"But I don't know how to play." She said, unsure about it as I stood up as well. Janet watched me curious as I held my hand up for her to take.

"Me neither." Dr. Renne laughed almost like a crazy person, as I rolled my eyes at this guy. Weird.

"Let's go Janet. It's okay." I told her as she took my hand and we walked out towards a badminton court. He always told me to play badminton whenever I visited. It was weird at first but I kind of got used to it. He still hasn't learned how to play the game properly but he was not bad.

"Nathan help your wife." He told me as I took one racket and handed it over to Janet.

"Nathan, I don't know how to play. This is bizarre." She protested as I kept persuading her to play even for a minute. After many tries, she mumbled an 'okay' with an angry stare. I helped her in playing and kind of teasing her. She was glaring at me the whole time as I made funny faces.

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