Obsessed with a Lady

The next day, I was sitting on the couch waiting outside the psychiatrist's room, I booked an appointment. A few more people were accompanying me in the waiting area, their faces appeared normal, and their demeanor was fine. No one could guess if any of them were experiencing any mental abnormalities.

"Mr. Athen?" A girl called my name, responding, I shot up from my position and walked into the room, as all the eyes followed me until I disappeared behind the glass doors.

A middle-aged man with grayish hair and thin-framed specs clumsily sitting on the bridge of his nose looked in my way as I walked in nervously. The aura inside the room was quite depressing and gloomy. I wonder how anyone walking in with tension and depression could find a cure here.

An air of uneasiness, uncertainty, confusion, and unrealistic apprehension engulfed me as I dragged my feet against the wooden floor. The room was sparsely furnished with a dark wooden desk and a black leather chair behind it on which th