Chapter 6

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Sevyn's POV

She took a calming breath before making her way through the hospital doors. It was officially her first day as an assistant psychiatrist at the Lady Angel's Memorial hospital. During her first briefing earlier that week she was informed that despite being an assistant she would still be expected to evaluate patients and refer them if necessary to one of the three psychiatrists at the hospital from time to time. Thus far she had met two of the three doctors she would be working with. She had met doctor Jones and Robinson.
Jones was friendly and warm, her smile seemingly reached her eyes and the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth suggested she did so often.

Robinson on the other hand was the polar opposite, the older woman had tried psychoanalysing her the moment her icy blue eyes landed on her. In less than fifteen minutes she had concluded that Sevyn had "self-esteem issues" because of her unwillingness to make direct eye contact and the sweatiness of her palms. Not that she hadn't done her own psychoanalysis, the woman was clearly a narcissist and was possibly borderline sociopathic but she wasn't going to be the one to tell that to her superior.

According to Doctor Jones, Her job entailed transcribing each doctors notes and making necessary corrections as well as inserting her professional opinion if she saw it necessary. She was also expected to work shifts at the out-patients clinic throughout the week. She was a clinical psychologist so it made sense that she was given the job of a counsellor. All in all her job description sounded hectic but she was beyond excited to be gainfully employed and doing something worthwhile with her days.

At her debriefing Dr. Jones handed her a pager and a white coat. 'Sevyn Oswald' was stitched into the left breast of the coat, above—'Assistant psychiatrist/ Clinical Psychologist'.
"We neglected to ask for your size during your interview however, I was told that you were quite small so i figured a 'small' coat would do."
she explained as Sevyn slipped on the coat. It was a perfect fit.
Checking her watch she continued. "Miss Oswald, I have a patient to see in a few minutes. Dr. Langston will show you to the cafeteria. Your first shift starts at two, he'll show you to your office before then. Stop by my office again at the end of your shift."

She was expecting an older man, instead she found a young man with a familiar pair of striking blue eyes and dark hair. Waiting outside the office to take her to the cafeteria. "Hi, I'm Dr. Langston." He smiled showing off a mouth full of pearly whites. She found herself returning the grin. "Sevyn.... Sevyn Oswald, it's nice to meet you.. Sir" she responded with an outstretched hand. "That makes me feel old. Please, call me Shane." His large cool hand enveloped hers completely in a firm handshake.

"Alright, Shane it is." This earned her another beautiful smile from him. "I'm going to give you a quick tour around this wing of the hospital before we make our way to the cafeteria, sounds good?" He asked lifting a deliciously dark eyebrow, "sounds good." she nodded, and they began the tour.
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She pulled her exhausted body under the cool plush covers of her bed, before checking the time on her phone. "3:15 already?", She mused, returning the phone on her nightstand .
By 7:00 pm She had completed her first shift and reported back to doctor Jones, Who gave her handwritten notes that needed to be transferred to a word document for thirteen new clients/patients. She didn't have to work over the weekend, so she would've had time to complete it then.
However She had began reading through the moment she got home and 8 hours and 5 cups of coffee later she had transcribed the files of each patient. She made her corrections and emailed them along with her her own notes to the respective doctors.

As she was on the brink of sleep a buzz from her cellphone woke her up.
Her heart began to race, 'fuck, please don't be a mistake that I made in my notes.' Grabbing the phone from her nightstand, she opened it to find a text from Micah.

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