Nellie´s POV
Okay, universe, what kind of joke is this?
I was having a perfectly normal day at Silver Creek hospital, organizing gauze like a Tetris champion, when the intercom drops a bomb: “Nurse Hilda Spencer, please report to reception.” And who’s waiting for me? A supposed sister with a green scarf who, surprise, vanishes like a magician in a Vegas show!
Hello?
I don’t have sisters.
My parents are not the type to hide secret children in the basement—unless the basement is a portal to some soap opera plot twist. Now I’m stuck in a whirlwind of doubts, dodging Caleb like a ninja in a rom-com, because honestly, I’m not ready to dump all my paranoia on him.
What if that “sister” was Serena in disguise, ready to finish what she started at the cliff?
No, thanks. I’d rather not have t
