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Clara's body shivered, her steps faltering backward until she hit the wall. The cold of the wall snapped her back to reality.

Signing this paper meant her father had an 80% chance of never making it to the operating table. If she didn't sign, his life could slip away at any moment.

Faced with such a harrowing decision, Clara forced herself to stay composed. She walked over to the doctor, took the consent form with trembling hands, and scrawled her name across it in shaky letters. Tears fell from her eyes, dotting the paper as she whispered, "Can I... Can I go in and be with my dad?"

The doctor frowned slightly. "The surgery could take seven to eight hours, and you're not in the right condition to be in there. It's better to wait outside. We'll do everything we can." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Clara nodded numbly, watching the doors to the emergency room close again. Time crawled by, and though only half an hour had passed, it felt like an eternity to her. Even when she was pacing the hallway, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the OR doors.

a sympathetic tone, Sasha urged, "Clara, sit down and rest a bit. You need to think of

of her child, Clara forced herself to sit

When a surgeon came out mid-operation, it was

rushed over, her voice a

are fluctuating. We need you to sign a critical condition notice." Edwin quickly steadied Clara, his voice firm yet soothing. "Clara, this

was foggy as she scribbled her name again. As the OR doors shut once more, she pressed her hands together in prayer. That was when a tired, dark voice came from behind. "Attorney Clara, Dr.

asked, "Where's lan?" Dawson hesitated, "To avoid the conflict zone, Mr. Hayes

he inquired, "What's the status

the doctor, he asked, "How certain

Elude narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "I'm 70% sure, but for Mr. Hayes and Ms. Clara, I'll give it