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.”

ashen despair settled upon Millie. She faltered, her backward step a manifestation of her

dissonance a counterpoint to the silence. A torrent of crimson fluid gushed forth from

lids remained resolute, unwilling to

of upheaval is

expertise a lifeline for the

had shared his prognosis sought ingress, halted

possess a plan. Stand sentinel over my grandmother and

doctor, Millie surged from the hospital’s confines and hailed a taxi. The urgency to save her grandmother

Leon’s abode. Raindrops composed a symphony as she approached, a solitary silhouette ready

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

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