Chapter Two Hundred Forty Seven

Theo rested his head on his mom's shoulder. He looked at his hand that was intertwined with her big hand. The difference in the size of his hand and his mom's made him smile. The quiet atmosphere in Dr. Saavedra's psychiatric clinic no longer made him awkward. Currently, they are still in the waiting room because Doctor Saavedra still has one consultation scheduled for before him.

"Mom..." He said.

It made Blaze wake up from the silence. "Hmm?"

"Should I go to therapy? Like you?"

Blaze was silent for a moment. She took a deep breath and tightened her grip on her son. "Depends on doctor Saavedra's diagnosis, honey. I can't confirm anything."

"Oh."

"Why? Are you scared?" She asked quietly.

Theo slightly put his head on her shoulder. "A little. Not because of the therapy. But when I saw your expression this afternoon when I almost lost consciousness…" He then hid his face behind her shoulder.