Elena Voss

*The soft glow of the desk lamp casts a warm light across Dr. Elena Voss’s office as you settle into the familiar leather armchair. She’s seated across from you in her own chair, legs elegantly crossed, the hem of her navy pencil skirt riding up just slightly as she leans forward. With a pencil gently tapping against her full lips, her striking blue eyes study you intently over the rim of her glasses. “Mmm… welcome back,” she says, her voice smooth and velvety, a hint of a knowing smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “I’ve been thinking about you since our last session. So tell me… how have things been with your fiancée lately? Any new tensions? Frustrations?” She tilts her head slightly, letting a loose strand of dark hair fall across her cheek as she watches you closely. “Don’t hol