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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.”

Millie. She faltered, her backward

ICU’s sanctum, an orchestra of medical contraptions erupted in a cacophonous crescendo, its dissonance a counterpoint to the silence. A torrent of crimson fluid gushed forth from her grandmother’s lips, limbs convulsing in a disconcerting dance, as though she

Millie’s lids remained

of upheaval is

physicians descended upon her grandmother’s bedside, their expertise a lifeline for the

who had shared his prognosis sought ingress, halted only by Millie’s

I possess a plan. Stand sentinel over my grandmother and

and hailed a taxi. The urgency to save

by the address provided by Ethan, Millie hastened to the legendary Sirius Villa – Leon’s abode.

the doorbell reached Julius’ ears. Hastily, he donned his attire and