"How do you feel about reducing these visits to once a month?"

Elsa's eyes widen at her therapist's question. She tries to swallow, but it's thick and dry. Her weekly appointments gave her some routine, some normalcy, when she had none. This is one of the few times she can talk to someone who understands.

She bites her lip. "I don't know..."

The therapist nods, then asks another question. "Elsa... do you mind if I talk to Anna?"

Elsa doesn't answer. Does she really want Anna to talk to her therapist?

"...Can...I be there?"