My husband Stephanos booked these appointments in the vain hope to save our marriage. I was doubtful, but as soon as I approached the gold plated plaque which read "Dr. Greene marriage counsellor" , I felt at ease. The door swung open, steeling the breathe from my lungs, all i could see was his piercing green eyes locked on mine. "Mr and Mrs Kostas?" he called us into his office, I was fixated on every word that left his lips; I was unresponsive. The pristine painted white walls untainted by impurities. Every time he spoke, I felt my face redden but I had to make sure Stephanos didn't notice. How could someone I had just met have such a hold on me?
"Hi i'm Stephanos and this is my wife Athena". I was lost for words, all that came out was utterances. He shot me a quizzical look and said "so what can I do for you today?". My mind was running with different ways to respond to is question however, all that came out was a sigh of exhaustion. To me this situation was superfluous, nevertheless Stephanos had good intentions. Despite the patronising conversation, Dr Greene's soothing tone was the antithesis of his speech. Throughout the session Stephanos, maneuvered across the room in order to unpick my feelings through affection, as he could see that i was uneasy with the conversation. However his caring personality was overtaken by the dashing man who had all my attention. As time went on i became less and less willing to attempt at improving our relationship, instead i was engaged in the thought process of a future without Stephanos.
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