Gravity furrowed the physician’s brow, hinting at the challenge that lay ahead.

Millie, preempting the somber narrative, ventured her query.

“Doctor, my grandmother shall overcome, will she not?”

“Miss Brown, you must gird your spirit. Your grandmother shall not rouse from her slumber unless…”

“Unless what? Pray, divulge the requisites, and I shall strive to fulfill them.”

“Only if Leon is invited can the possibility materialize. His medical exploits have woven a saga of legend. Were he to grace your grandmother’s ailment with his ministrations, recovery might find her. Time, however, dwindles.”

pall of ashen despair settled upon Millie. She faltered, her backward step a manifestation of her inability to cajole

sanctum, an orchestra of medical contraptions erupted in a cacophonous crescendo, its dissonance a counterpoint to the silence. A torrent

lids remained resolute, unwilling to

manner of upheaval

phalanx of physicians descended upon her grandmother’s bedside, their expertise a lifeline for the ailing woman. Millie’s respiration faltered as she beheld

who had shared his prognosis sought ingress,

possess a plan. Stand sentinel over my grandmother and anticipate

grip on the doctor, Millie surged from the hospital’s confines and hailed a taxi. The urgency to

by the address provided by Ethan, Millie hastened to the legendary Sirius Villa – Leon’s abode. Raindrops composed a symphony as

of the doorbell reached Julius’ ears. Hastily, he donned his attire and bridged the distance to the entrance, where

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