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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?”
