"They dropped the investigation. ” I furrow my eyebrows as I sat at the table with Trevor.
“What?"
“Dains investigation. . they drooped it." I place down the phone, staring at Trevor who unlike his tone, doesn't seem to care that much.
“And?"
"What do you mean and? He's a human being—"
“Don't tell me you're standing up for your abuser—"
"I'm standing up for a human." I raise an eyebrow silencing him. "Abuser or not, he was brutally murdered, he caused me pain in so many ways but I don't think he deserved to die that way. ”
"Do you hear yourself?" Trevor scoffs.
"You may not have a heart, you know, former mafia king and all, but I'm not you. I wanted to be come a therapist for a reason, and it's to talk people out of mentalities like yours." His eyes widen before they turn an even
