LYRIC
"How can you even say that?" I scoffed with disbelief. "I've been treating your son. You've seen how good I am."
"I've seen you perform little tricks and don't even know the source of your knowledge."
"Little tricks? I've done things you or no one else has been able to do in years. You can't just make a mockery of that."
Her eyes turned colder. "I told you no! These are the standards of TCH. It's not like I put them in place. So, why don't you take that and leave?"
My hands balled into fists. How could I be rejected so easily?
Marta was nothing like the woman that had called me to the garden and spoke 'peace'. Now, she acted as if that night never happened.
"I was hoping you'd give me a try, at least." I pressed. "It's unreasonable to just dismiss me without seeing my potentia
