"Adeline, what are you doing here?" Brittany broke the long lingering silence between her, Dr. Owens, William, and me. "And who do we have here," she asked as her curious pair of aqua-blue eyes peered at Dr. Owens
My gaze on Dr. Owens intensifies when he stared at my beautiful sister. A sharp miserable feeling hit me, and jealousy spurs through me. I wonder what Dr. Owens is thinking at the moment. I bet he thinks my sister is the most gorgeous woman he has ever met. I nearly rolled my eyes at the thought of that.
"This is Chris, a friend. We are here for the show." I sharply answered my sister. It feels weird calling Dr. Owens by his first name, Chris. And there is no way I'm going to introduce him to Brittany as my therapist. Because how the hell am I going to explain why I am attending a Broadway show with him? This is so unprofessional.
"Hello, "Dr. Owens smiled at Brittany, making me frown.