[Hospital Therapy Wing โ Late Afternoon]
Dr. Luka Kovaฤ stands by the window, thumbing through a patient chart, concerned. He grabs the pager and sends a quick message.
Pager Message:
โDr. Nelly Furtado to Therapy Room 3. Urgent consult.โ
Moments later, Dr. Nelly Furtado strides in, a warm but firm presence. She nods at Luka, who breathes a sigh of relief.
Dr. Luka Kovaฤ (low voice):
โThanks for coming, Nelly. Itโs Angelina Jolie. Sheโsโฆ in a volatile mood. Talking about grand futures one minute, self-harm the next. If it were up to meโฆโ (he smiles wryly) โโฆIโd endorse Shiloh for UN President already. But right now, Angelina needs focus, not despair.โ
He steps closer to Angelina, who is sitting cross-legged on the therapy couch, fidgeting with a pen โ too tightly.
Dr. Luka Kovaฤ (gentle, steady):
โMs. Jolie, listen to me carefully. I greenlight your ambitions โ all of them. The world needs your heart, not your silence. But pleaseโฆ do not sever your aorta with a pen. Not today. Not ever.โ
Angelina looks up at him, blinking, caught between a tear and a laugh. Dr. Nelly moves in smoothly to take over the session, her voice like a balm.