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Upon reaching the ICU entrance, Teresa’s figure materialized.

“Teresa, please rest. I’ll attend to my grandmother tonight.”

Teresa, upon sighting Millie, faltered momentarily.

“Millie, there’s no need for you to be here. I’m staying for the night. I’ll keep you updated if anything transpires. Return home; you look unwell. Rest is imperative.”

Her home in the countryside remained her sole refuge.

“I find solace in staying here. Teresa, you’ve tirelessly cared for my grandmother lately. Please take a rest.”

steadfast determination, Teresa refrained from pressing the matter

emptiness, Millie claimed a frigid seat. A fervent desire arose within her for her grandmother to awaken, proclaiming an urge to depart for their home. Together, they would leave

discover it dappled with a gossamer sheen of perspiration. Mere moments ago, when their paths converged with Millie’s, a semblance of composure adorned her countenance,

Millie, his eyes bereft of affection, bearing instead an enigmatic visage that sowed seeds of unease

stood in stark contrast to

virtues of gentleness and magnanimity, while she remained ensnared in the tapestry of her own

you for intervention on behalf of her ailing grandmother. Is that true?” Lois began, her fingers absently tracing the tendrils near her ear

remained fixed on the

“Indeed, she did.”

aptitude in the medical realm