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Maria Perez took a sip of her morning cup of Tazo Passion Tea while walking idly around her spacious office. As a renowned veteran psychiatrist, her schedule was always filled to the brim with new clients in need of her care, yet when good friend Nia Wade gave her a call about a situation that needed her attention immediately, she dropped all other appointments with no hesitation.
A former army wife herself, she was another soul who knew exactly what Beyoncé was experiencing and for confidentiality purpose, Nia only told Mrs. Perez a few things about the Carter's dynamic situation. Yet before their 10am meeting, she needed to take this time of debriefing to prepare herself for whatever was about to come her way.
"Mrs. Perez, your client has arrived." She heard her timid assistant voice over the phone intercom.
"Great. Send them in." Maria responded with a smile. She placed her warm mug on the edge of her desk and ran her hands down her dress to smooth away any present wrinkles or leftover specks from her morning breakfast. She heard the door open slowly and lifted her head to see just one person on the other side. Immediately, she was taken aback by the bare face beauty that stepped into the light. Beyoncé decided to dress casually for the occasion, wearing a fitted grey top tucked neatly into a pair of distressed denim jeans, a simple black blazer, and black strappy heels to complete the look. Her long blonde braids were put together in a high ponytail and she kept her jewelry choice to a minimum; her astounding wedding ring making the biggest showcase of all.
"Hi," she spoke in a faint tone, "I'm Beyoncé, nice to meet you."
"Maria." The two shook hands; "Please, have a seat." Maria motioned Beyoncé to take a seat on her creme colored love seat which was adorned with fancy throw pillows. She glanced Beyoncé over once more and watched closely as she fidgeted with her fingers to pass time.
"Would you like a glass of water or cup of tea? Coffee?" questioned Maria
"A cup of tea would be great actually." responded Beyoncé. "My order is pretty simple, ginger tea with honey and lemon."
Maria couldn't help but smile, "You're already my type of girl! Lauren, would you be so kind to grab Mrs. Carter some tea please?" She spoke through the intercom. Lauren accepted the duty and within 5 minutes, bought Beyoncé her tea and a few side bowls of honey, sugar, and lemon. Once Maria gave her a chance to create and become satisfied with her drink, she took a seat in the armchair that sat to the left of the loveseat.
"I understand that you were probably expecting two of us, but .. I decided to come alone."
"And why is that?"
Beyoncé slightly shrugged her shoulders, "I haven't exactly told my husband yet that I've signed us up for therapy."
"Were you afraid of how he would respond?"
"Yes. Shawn has no sense of what therapy is and with me being the only person, other than our daughter, that he is the most comfortable with I didn't want to bring him here so suddenly without warning you about the pretense of our relationship."
