One soul, four soul eaters

She grabbed Elora forcefully by the shoulders, shook her like a rag doll and forced the woman to look her in the eyes. "Listen to me," she said sternly, "the doctor will be here soon and he will ask for your details. We or you need to adjust as many things as you can and claim amnesia, you don't remember your past or how you were injured. According to your brother's research, some of the people that harmed you and your family are still alive and thriving so your identities cannot be exposed in any way. From now on, you are not Varakas, choose another name. Also, if your face has not changed in the slightest over the past few years we are going to have to change it surgically so that you cannot be recognized. I know you are grieving but listen to me again, you are not Elora Varakas of the house Varakas from now on, you must become someone else. Pick a name, we have ten seconds of privacy left."