Viya's POV
Lately, I'd been throwing myself into research with an almost obsessive intensity. My clinic hours had been cut back significantly—I simply couldn't spare the time.
So when I did show up for appointments, even though I arrived early and started seeing patients right away, the waiting room was still packed. People were practically hanging from the ceiling trying to get squeezed in.
I prioritized my regular patients for add-on appointments, and I was just finishing up with what I'd thought was my last patient when someone knocked on the office door.
I glanced up to find Amber standing in the doorway. A smile tugged at my lips. "What are you doing here?"
"Coming to beg for special treatment, obviously."
Amber clicked into the room on her high heels, settling gra
