Prelude to Separation

With those words, Kaelen strode into the clinic without a backward glance. Kaelen's words snapped Owen out of his train of thought. Unconsciously, the hand holding his cigarette bent it out of shape.

Looking at the bent cigarette butt, a bitter smile played on Owen's lips.

Owen thought bitterly, 'Psychology can analyze everyone else's problems but never my own. Those feelings I thought had faded a