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“Have for Aoife,” I corrected, and then shifted in discomfort. “We were just friends back then. She had a fella. I told you this before.”

“Ah, yes,” she mused, flicking through her notes. “Paul the prick, if I recall correctly.”

I snorted. “Yeah.”

“Tell me about that night,” she instructed. “About the lead-up.”

“You’re asking me to remember something that happened a million years ago.”

“Three and a half years ago, not a million,” she replied calmly.

“Three and a half,” I repeated with a chuckle.

“This is funny?”

“No, it’s just…” Shaking my head, I smirked to myself as memories of past conversations flashed through my mind. “It’s just something Aoife would say a lot.”

“When?”

“When asked about how long she was with her ex.”

Dr. B smiled before turning her attention back to her creepy quest. “The night you lost your virginity. Tell me about the lead-up.”

“Jesus, this is awkward.”

“Humor me.”

“It was Halloween night,” I admitted. “The night Sean was born.”

“2001?”

“Yeah.”

“Please continue.”

“There was this underage disco being held in town, and I went with a few of the lads,” I told her, thinking back. “I had a run-in with Paul the prick. He was getting handsy with Aoife at the time.”

“And that triggered you?”

“It did more than trigger me.”

“Keep going.”

“I fucked off with a few of my friends, did a line of coke. Actually, I did a lot of lines.”

“All cocaine?”

“No.” I shook my head. “I had a thing for oxy at the time.”

“The pills.”

“Yeah, but I preferred to crush and snort them.”

“For a faster, more intense release.”

I nodded, shifting around in my seat as the familiar hunger roared to life inside of me. “Anyway, I was off my head, and I remember her taking me around the side of the building.”

“Aoife?”

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