Chapter 1

I came back from my jog and went back to my apartment, I headed straight to the shower to wash off the sweat before I head to the hospital. I am the head of the psychiatry department at the Madison memorial hospital in London. I am 27 year old girl from New York. I came to London after my parents got a job here and were offered full residency. 

I started doing my studies and here and decided to study medicine and I've been practicing for 4 years now after finishing my course and specializing but I've managed to make a name for myself in those years. 

I've always been passionate about Mental health there's so much stigma people place to one being mentally unwell. They are shunned from society, isolated and hidden far away from people. I seek to break this false notions and help them to live healthy Normal lives.

I live with my boyfriend Henry we have been together for almost a year now he also works in the same hospital as me. His the head surgeon of the hospital, that's one field I hated in medicine and I'm glad I've managed to specialize in something I love psychiatry. 

I found my man in the kitchen preparing a meal I sneaked my way to him being as quiet as possible.I snaked my hands around his waist giving him a fright, " Babe you want to kill me " he said while I burst into a fit of laughter. " I'll get you for that just you wait " he said as he chased me all around the kitchen. I love him everything is easy with him, I don't have to pretend and be someone else. 

We behave like we still in high school, our love is easy his my best friend before anything else. His actually my first boyfriend growing up my parents were strict christians and dating and having sex before marriage was a big taboo but now I'm old enough to make my own decisions and I really love Henry and I don't care what people think of me shacking up with my boyfriend. 

After eating and doing my morning routine I headed to work alone, even though me and Henry work in the same hospital we don't use the same car to go to work because his surgeries normally take forever and there's always emergencies. My job is a little more controlled even though I deal with psychotic patients I'm always home on time most of the time. There's emergencies here and then but not very often. 

I've had clients hitting on me quite a lot but I just laugh it off and pay no attention to it, I've always managed to make them understand that we are simply patient and doctor and nothing would happen between us. That is very unethical, and I'm glad I've never fallen for my patients and nor do I think I'd ever. I'm able to keep my personal feelings and work separate, I'm not saying I don't come across some attractive clients but I've never seen them as nothing more than clients. 

I get to my office and my assistant comes and tells me my schedule for the day. My first client is a 15 year old boy suffering depression after losing his family in an accident. I've been working on trying to get him healed and ready to continue on with his life.

" Jonathan the last time we spoke you were talking about the guilt you felt about your parents accident. Are you feeling more confident today to discuss that guilt " he had expressed to me he had been in a fight with his parents prior to the accident and he feels  responsible. 

His such a nice young boy and it's sad that he has to come across such horrible circumstances. But that's just how life is and the trick of doing this job and still maintaining your sanity is to help without trying to be their matyer. You'll hear a lot of sad stories but all that's said in this office should remain in the office. Never take the clients problems with you home, or you'll end up depressed like them. 

I continue seeing patients all throughout the day and I never get to see Henry which is a common occurrence since his always busy in surgery. I honestly do not know how he does it but he is the best in his job and is quite passionate so I don't really mind him always being busy. Saving lives is what we do, we just do it in different fields of medicine but ultimately the goal is the same.

As I prepare to leave for the day my assistant comes in "Dr  White there's a family here to see you."  I frown I'm not working anymore and I've seen all the patients I had an appointment with, so who would dare to disrupt my personal time I'm off office hours the only reason I'm still in office is I wanted to file some documents but I've been of the clock for more than an hour. 

And why is my assistant entertaining these people who don't know manners of making appointments. " I'm not working tell them to make an appointment " I respond as calmly as I can. I then follow her as I make my way to the door. My assistant seems to be a little frightened and anxious but I'm too tired to ask her what is going on with her.

When I come out of my office I see a couple probably in their mid fifties and they are dressed impeccably. Everything about them screams money and power as soon as I step out of the office their whole attention focuses on me. So they are the ones who demand my attention way after working hours. 

People with money have absolutely no respect  for anyone. I figured that it might be someone with money  and I was right. " Dr White what an honor to finally meet you " the woman says as she steps closer to where I am standing. I try to offer her a small smile " The pleasure is mine however it's way past my working hours please my assistant will help you make an appointment Good day " I walk off before they can say another word.

I'm really exhausted and I'm not letting anyone bully in me staying an moment longer than is necessary. As much as I love my job some days are draining emotionally and physically and people think just because your a doctor you automatically become superwoman or superman. They don't realize we are people too and we only just human as they are. 

Once I get home I check my phone which had been ringing non stop. I think it's safe to say you've realized by now that I live by my own rules. When I'm driving and I feel Whoever is calling me is only bringing me bad news I will not answer the phone and I'm not to be bullied I'm as fierce as they come. 

The reason is I'd hate to be the reason I cause an accident that might hurt or possibly end someone's life. I lost my parents as well a few years after relocating to London in a drunk driving accident, it devastated my life but with help of psychologists I managed to deal with my loss and overcome the grief. I guess that is another reason I choose psychiatry I know first hand the difference it makes in people's lives.

I see a lot of missed calls from my assistant. It doesn't take a genius to know it probably has everything to do that with that couple I left at the office. I decide to give her a ring. " Hello " comes her tiny adorable voice she has a voice like no other it kinda reminds me of toddlers that's just how adorable she is. " Hi any trouble you've left me a bunch of missed calls " 

" It's about the Thorn family, the couple you left here. Even though I told them your fully booked this week they demanded they had to see you. So unfortunate you'll be seeing them tomorrow morning I'm really sorry " comes her apologetics voice. " It's fine I'm sure you tried talking to them but I know how entitled people like that are so relax I'm not angry Goodnight " " Goodnight " 

I hang up and make my way to the bathroom to get refreshed after the long day I've had. I have a very bad feeling about this family. They are probably going to bring me problems people with money are a pain in the rear and working with them can be quite difficult. They believe themselves to know everything and pay no attention to advise given to them.

So what could they possibly want from me ? I wonder 🤔.