(Lyra)
The moment I took control, I knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Darius looked at me like I was his last hope, and that was a lot of pressure, even for someone like me. But I didn’t let it show. I straightened my shoulders, giving him the confidence I wasn’t sure I had.
“Alright, Darius,” I said. “Let’s get started.”
Dr. Harris was already waiting for us in the room he’d prepared. It wasn’t fancy, but it had everything we needed—a simple space free of distractions. Darius followed me without a word, though I could feel his tension. He wasn’t fully convinced, but he was trying, and that was enough for now.
When we stepped into the room, Dr. Harris gestured for Darius to sit in the chair at the center. “This is going to take some time,” he said. “You need to trust the process, Alph
