Elara's POV.
I sat on the edge of a soft brown couch, staring at a small clock on the wall. The second hand moved with a quiet ticking sound, counting down the seconds until my appointment started. My specialist doctor had sent me here, insisting that I needed professional help after everything I had been going through. This was my very first time meeting Mrs. Valerie Ornell, and my hands were sweating so much that I had to wipe them against my skirt.
The door opened with a light click. A tall woman with soft eyes with hair pulled into a low bun walked into the office. She held a thick yellow notepad under her arm and smiled at me warmly.
"Good morning, Elara," she said softly, walking over to the armchair across from my couch. "I am Mrs. Valerie Ornell. It is very good to meet you."
"Good morning, Mrs. Valerie," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you for seeing me today."
