“This is just too much,” she sputtered on her own outrage. “You can’t do that!”
“I assure that I can,” I said. “And I’m going to ask you to lower your voice.”
“B-but --!”
“This is your only warning, Olivia,” I said. “Leave this office and take your attitude with you. Then and only then, maybe, will I consider treating you again in the future.”
“You will…” As her voice drifts, her face goes very pale.
I give her the flattest look I’m capable of, the one I save for particularly troublesome patients.
Finally, I think the truth fully sinks in and she sees the position she’s now in. I wouldn’t put it past her to keep pushing me, but this time, she closes her mouth. She doesn’t say one more word as she backs out of the office.
Noah and I look at each other.
As much as I would like to gl
