You are doctor Arisha Holland

Alysha blinked, utterly lost, trying to make sense of the fragments of information being thrown at her. She glanced at the intimidating woman in front of her, who was now studying her with a thin, victorious smile. Seraphina leaned in closer, her voice a low, calculating whisper. “Let me tell you who you are, okay?”

Alysha, too confused and overwhelmed to question it, nodded slowly, desperate for any scrap of clarity.

“You are a servant of the Holland family,” Seraphina continued smoothly, her voice dripping with a fake kindness that masked something darker. Alysha blinked, absorbing the words with a surprising lack of resistance, nodding along as if each new detail were a lifeline. From across the room, Neil’s eyes widened, his shock barely concealed. What in the world was Seraphina doing?

Seraphina, sensing Neil’s disapproval, ignored him, doubling down on her story. She handed Alysha a laminated ID card, its details stark and precise. Alysha squinted at it, reading the name in cris