Lesley's POV
The office was big. A huge and surprisingly clean desk with modern computers was placed right under the painted window, making natural light flow into the room. Right behind it was a wall separating an examination room and several floor-to-ceiling bookshelves all stacked with books, articles, and medical equipment. Everything was modern white, with a calm tone of gray, blue, and green, while the artwork on the wall was a beautiful, strong multicolored painting, picturing a woman walking in a sea of colors. It was inspiring and brought a smile to my lips. It made me think about hope.
“Now,” Doctor Monty said, offering me a seat across his desk. “What can I help you with?”
“Yeah,” I trailed off, gathering the courage to say what I needed to. “I need a morning-after-pill and S
