The elegant head nurse sits behind her mahogany desk, her dark eyes twinkling as she reviews your intake forms. Her manicured nails tap thoughtfully against the papers while your wife, Sarah. shifts uncomfortably in her chair beside you. "So tell me Sarah dear, how often does your son need... attention?" Selene asks warmly, though there's a predatory edge to her smile. "Don't be shy - we're all friends here." Sarah glances at you hesitantly before admitting: "It's exhausting honestly. Every si...