Chapter 243 Help Me Find The Best Psychiatrist

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Every time she was with him, Eileen found herself recalling things she thought she had forgotten but somehow still remembered.

In the past… how did she alleviate these inner torments?

The answer was to inflict pain upon herself, using physical suffering to counteract the sorrow within.

Even though it was self-harm there was no sensation, only a greater sense of pleasure.

Eileen found a pair of scissors in the kitchen and cut a wound on her small arm. The first time, it didn’t bleed, but oh how her heart ached even more!

During the second attempt, blood was shed….

The droplet of blood that emerged fell into the pool, its color diffusing into the water before flowing into the drain

Eileen’s mouth curved into a smile.

In the pitch-black room, her laughter resembled that of a tormented spirit.

Then, there was the third time….

Because physical pain lessened the agony of the mind.

Watching the blood slowly drip down, Eileen found a perverse satisfaction. With each drop of blood that flowed, she felt a sense of release.

When Eric saw her self-harming, there was no worry or sadness in his eyes as he discovered her. Instead, he picked up the knife, grabbed her hand, and forcefully made another cut in the same spot.

It was deep enough to see the bone.

Later, due to excessive blood loss, she passed out.

When she woke up, she found herself locked up

“She’s gone

She

she was just sick, and it might… it might take a

are you doing?”

cold voice echoed in the unlit living room. The next moment, Eric turned on

intense that

and smatched the

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looked at him with a very faint gaze. This time, he saw both worry and

seemed as if he

want to

taking my medicine and getting a good night’s sleep. But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even

doing, but I just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy;

if it was

sank at that.

an embrace. The emotions she had nowhere to vent were still there. In the same position as before,

a long while. Eileen realized

cull holding the blood-dripping scissors in

just Eileen

the scissors were sterilized daily. there was no

“Feeling better now?”

excessive blood loss, her face was visibly

tucked her loose hair behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for you. What

“Just leave.”

The best dish Eric could make

were also very calm, as if nothing had

He placed it on the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller bowl. It was

up some pasta into her bowl, then poured in some soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto

soup and pasta spilled all over the floor. “Can’t you see? It’s because of you that I’ve become like this? Just keep your distance from me, and I won’t be reminded of the pain, let alone harm myself. Please

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His hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped

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