Page 12 of The Soul Never Forgets

“I am no longer living today in yesterday.” I squeal because I can’t contain my happiness. “Yes, Coco. I found him. Dr. Wes is my soul mate.”

“The new therapist is your soul mate?”

“He is, Coco.”

“You’re sure of it, my girl?”

“I’m certain. The signs are all there. It’s impossible to misread them. The instant déjà vu when we touched is unmistakable. It was identical to what I felt between Frank and Augustina. It isn’t possible for him to not be my soul mate.”

“Did he feel it too?”

“He must have. The man couldn’t form a complete sentence when we initially looked at each other and I introduced myself to him.”

Pair that with his beautiful description of what it would feel like for my soul mate when he met me and it can’t be denied.

“Sounds like the same reaction Frank had when he met Augustina.”

“It was exactly the same. And listen to this if you need more convincing. Landon is the one who told me about Dr. Wescott and recommended that I make an appointment with him. He gave me his card.”

“So Landon did play a pivotal role in your life. Miss Seraphine got it right.”

“Indeed she did.”

Coco gets that look on her face––the same one she always gets when she’s concerned for me. “Your soul mate is a therapist. How can you be sure that he won’t conclude that you’re schizophrenic when you tell him about the voices and visions?”

Coco’s right to be concerned. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried. He’s a professional who’s been trained to draw specific conclusions based upon particular scenarios. I’m depending on him to go against everything he’s been taught and trust an intrinsic feeling that he can’t explain or understand. On the flip side of the coin, I must trust that because he’s my soul mate, he won’t see me as crazy and will understand because he’s feeling the same thing.”

“You’re placing a lot of trust in someone you don’t know.”

“It’s true that I don’t know Dr. Jude Dawson Wescott, but my soul knows his soul.”

If Dr. Wes comes to the same conclusion as my other therapists, then I’m wrong about him being my soul mate. But I’m confident that isn’t going to happen. My heart tells me I’m right about this. When I met him, I felt thatkick in the keister, just as Frank described it.

“I love you, my girl, and that means I worry about you. I don’t want you to be hurt.”

“Don’t worry about me. Lilly Beaumont is my mother. That made me tough and immune to being hurt.”

“Nonsense. You like to think you’re immune to being hurt, but you aren’t. No one is. And you’re especially not immune when it comes to this man.”

Coco is right. It would shatter me if I’m wrong about this and Dr. Wes doesn’t reciprocate my love. “I promise to guard my heart with him. At least until I know where we stand.”

“I think that’s a wise decision. Once you know it’s real, you can go all in at that point.”

I won’t tell Coco because I don’t want her to worry, but I’m already all in. I was the moment my eyes connected with his.

My heart didn’t give me a choice in the matter.

Chapter4

Caroline Beaumont

New Orleans,Louisiana

Present Day

The receptionistfrom the front desk sees me walking to the front entrance of Dr. Wescott’s office and stops as she is getting into her car. “Ma’am, may I help you?” she calls out to me across the parking lot.

“I’m here to see Dr. Wescott.”

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