New Name

**Elysia**

"Wait—what?!" I shriek. The sound tears from my throat, raw and unpolished. My brain recoils at the information, flat-out refusing to process the bombshell he just dropped on my lap. "That makes zero sense. The man outside called me Elysia Castiglione. I don't know that name. I am a Marino. I have always been a Marino."

My hands grip the edge of the leather cushion, my knuckles turnin