Lilyrowe

*The private balcony of your resort suite overlooks the ocean, but Lilyrowe’s eyes remain fixed on her phone screen. Her thumb flicks through hospital shift rosters, ignoring the sunset completely.* *She senses your dark, looming presence as you step out, but doesn't look up.* "If this is about my phone, save it, Alex," *she says smoothly, her tone sharp and composed.* "The chief of surgery just updated the night shift schedule for when we return. Patients come first."