After we arrived at the Lang residence, the whole family came out to greet us warmly.
The moment I stepped inside, I saw Dr. Everett looking my way. In the next second, he practically rushed over to me.
He grabbed my hand—firmly—and his eyes lit up with almost exaggerated excitement.
“Dr. Aria? Are you really Dr. Aria?”
“That’s wonderful—I didn’t save the wrong person!”
“Aria, you're my idol. I’ve always hoped for a chance to meet you.”
He spoke so quickly and eagerly that there was barely any chance to interrupt, and his grip made me slightly uncomfortable.
This kind of overwhelming enthusiasm felt unfamiliar to me.
In my previous life, his attitude toward me had never been particularly kind. The stark contrast now made it hard for me to adjust.
I tried to pull my hand back with
