The new staff member stepped inside and carefully placed a glass of fresh coconut water on the desk before offering a polite smile.
"Your coconut water, Mrs. Grant."
"Thank you," Lyvana replied.
The young woman nodded. Yet instead of leaving, she lingered awkwardly by the door, clutching the empty tray against her chest.
Lyvana frowned. "Is there something else?"
The young woman immediately straightened.
"No, Mrs. Grant. I just wanted to say that I'm grateful for the opportunity to work with you."
For a moment, Lyvana was caught off guard. A small smile tugged at her lips despite her foul mood.
"Thank you," she said softly. "What is your name?"
The young woman's face lit up immediately. "Lisa, ma'am."
"Well, Lisa, it's..."
Lyvana suddenly stopped speaking. The smile vanished from her face as she stared at the young woman, a strange feeling washing over her.
She recognized her.
Not from this life, but from the memories she had recently recovered.
