Assistant’s Urgent Entrance
The door creaked open abruptly, and Lisa, Dr. Thompson’s assistant, rushed in. Her face was unusually pale, her lips pressed tightly together as if suppressing words desperate to escape. Leaning close to Dr. Thompson, she whispered something quick and urgent, her eyes flickering toward me and the ‘puppy’ with a hint of uncertainty. Whatever she said sent a visible ripple through him—his gaze darted between us, his expression tense. The air grew heavy with unspoken tension, leaving me increasingly uneasy.

Assistant’s Urgent Entrance
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