Chapter 97

Lisa's pov Working at the Neutral Hospital felt like stepping into a story I didn't belong in. And I liked to belong in every story even one that isn't mine. Every hallway buzzed with purpose, every room hummed with quiet urgency, and at the center of it all was Aisha—glowing, competent, adored. She walked through these white-washed walls like she owned them, her voice calm and assured, her hands always moving with confidence whether she was saving a patient or rallying a room full of council leaders. People respected her here. No—worshipped her. Nurses paused when she passed. The Tiger Prince bowed slightly when he spoke to her. Even the vampires watched her with an odd mix of caution and curiosity. And I… I was the sister no one knew. The broken bird plucked from a battlefield, handed a blanket and a warm cot, allowed to linger at the edges like a ghost. It haunted me, the image they had of me. I was the sister that everyone liked, I didn't have to work so hard to get my way. I was a