Chapter 452: A New Beginning

Thelma Zane’s POV Deep down, I was fully aware that something was seriously wrong with my state of mind. My tendency toward self-denial and self-loathing was unhealthy, and no amount of logic could justify the way I had been treating myself. But if mental struggles could be fixed by simply realizing they were there, then there would be no need for psychiatrists in the world. As much as I wanted to convince myself that I was fine, the truth was undeniable. And when I saw the worry in my father’s eyes and the silent tears streaming down my mother’s face, I knew I could no longer pretend. They had seen through me, and there was no escaping their concern. So, for once, I stopped resisting. I agreed to follow their arrangement, to take a break, and to seek psychological help. It was a decision I should have made long ago, but some part of me had stubbornly held on, refusing to acknowledge that I needed help. Now, I had no choice but to face reality. It was also at that moment