“I hate him,” I tell my therapist, staring at the wall with vacant eyes. “What is it that you dislike about this person?” “Everything,” I spit out, tapping my knee with my fingertips. “He thinks he can just do anything he wants without any consequences.” “Is that so?” he questions. “Did he tell you this?” “I’m going to stop him.” He clears his throat and shifts in his chair. “How do you plan on stopping him?” By slitting his throat— “Cora?” “I—I’m not sure,” I stammer,
