Sailing through Seattle Grace (Grey's Anatomy)
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At twenty, Dr. Brianna Knight has already accomplished what most people never will in a lifetime. Armed with an M.D., Ph.D., and S.J.D. from Harvard Law, Oxford, and Cambridge-graduating at the top of every class-she's now facing her biggest challenge yet: surviving her surgical internship at Seattle Grace Hospital.
Behind her impressive credentials lies a secret that could change everything. Brianna isn't just another brilliant intern trying to prove herself in the cutthroat world of surgery. She's hiding her true identity, using her mother's maiden name to conceal the fact that she's an Avery-part of one of medicine's most prestigious families.
With her eidetic and photographic memory, Brianna should have every advantage. She graduated high school at fourteen and blazed through college by twenty, following in her parents' academic footsteps. But having perfect recall doesn't prepare you for the emotional toll of saving lives, the politics of hospital hierarchies, or the complicated relationships that form in the pressure cooker of surgical training.
As Brianna navigates the demanding world of Seattle Grace alongside her fellow interns, she must balance keeping her family secret while forging genuine friendships-and possibly finding love. But in a hospital where everyone has something to prove and secrets have a way of surfacing, how long can she keep her true identity hidden?
Sometimes being a prodigy means more than just having all the right answers-it means learning when to reveal the truth about who you really are.
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