𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑀𝑎𝑒𝑣𝑒

:: I love Therapist Reacts.

« ahead. No matter the cost. That's the strength I needed. "Thank you for doing this with me." I gathered my courage and stepped out onto the sidewalk again. I was ready to face Vought and everything else. Sort of.

« didn't bow down to Homelander. "You don't have to bullshit me," I smile at him, "but it is appreciated. You ready to head out?"

« that without asking but where would everyone else stand? With Vought. Whatever Vought approved that's what we had to do. Ashley was more scared of Homelander than me. I missed that about Stan Edgar or hell even Madelyn Stillwell. They »

« was so tired of him having that power over me. I sucked in a deep breath, reapplied my lipstick, and fluffed my hair before heading back to the table. "How do I look?"

« my reflection in the mirror over the sink. I could do this. It was a step in the right direction. I couldn't help but feel my stomach flip wondering how Homelander would handle this. He was the reason I never had a serious relationship. I »

« right back." I stood from the table and grabbed my purse then walked towards the ladies' room. The media would have a field day if I had a hair out of place or my lipstick was smudged. But I also couldn't be overly made up. I stared at »

« we couldn't delay it too much longer.