I wanted to laugh. I wanted to leave. But my legs wouldn't move.
"Dr. Hale," she said. Not a question. Her voice was low, smooth—like whiskey poured over gravel. TmwPOV - Sirena Milano - First meeting with a p...
I sat across from her, my heart drumming against my ribs. "I'm here to evaluate your mental state for the board." I wanted to laugh