Seraphina's POV
"It's okay. We're just talking, like we did on the plane. You can tell me whatever's on your mind."
Tabitha's voice was soft, like a warm spring breeze wrapping around me.
Combined with her harmless, friendly face, I found myself finally starting to untension.
I told her everything about the avalanche.
I tried to keep my voice clinical, but a slight tremor betrayed me as I walked her through the moments the snow swallowed me.
For a soul healer like Tabitha, dealing with PTSD was standard procedure.
But I realized my problem had a much darker layer.
"So, you're saying that since the incident, every time you see your mate, you feel this instinctive repulsion? Even irritability?"
I didn't hide anything. I gave her a heavy nod.
"I know something is wrong with my react
