"Go on," he encourages me.

"Why do you want to know?" I ask, somehow dreading his answer.

"I can make her go away. Would you like that?" His lips curl into a smile as if he expects this to make me happy.

"Wait...what? Make her go away? What are you talking about?"

"Would you like her out of your life?"

"Uh, no." I can hear my disbelief before it leaves my mouth.

"I do not understand. She has been hurting you for a long time. I think she ...