The Therapist's Secret Love

"Wait… sir, I can't…"

While I was performing physical therapy on a patient, the vest I was wearing accidentally tore. In front of the patient's guardian, it exposed my sweat-dampened body.

The man's gaze settled on the soft curves that had sprung free, his eyes dark and unreadable.

When he pressed me against the mirror and made me watch my own reflection—my body left in disarray under his relentless attention—I knew then that everything was about to spiral into an uncontrollable abyss.

My name is Sophia Bennett, and I work as a rehabilitation therapist at a physiotherapy hospital…