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~Tia~ I’m not sure how long I lay on the couch, but I eventually get up, not wanting Alpha Paul to catch me in his office. It isn’t that he would be angry about it; I just don’t want to have to explain why I took refuge here. It completely goes against what he and I discussed just the other day. I AM letting people get to me, but I don’t see how I can avoid that. I stand still in the hallway for a while, unsure of where to go or what to do. I take a deep breath and let my body guide me. After a bit of a walk, I realize that I send myself to the pack clinic. I head up to the front desk and ask for Dr. Nikki Franks. I’m led to an office down the hall, and I sit and wait. Twenty minutes pass before the door opens, and I’m pinned to my chair in a hug. “Awww, baby girl, I have missed you so