“No.”

Julius wavered, torn between directives.

“she stands amidst the rain, bereft of shelter. Her yearning to meet you appears fervent and unyielding.”

Leon’s lips remained sealed. Julius pivoted, poised to disperse Millie.

“Wait!”

Rising, Leon advanced to the monitoring console, beholding Millie’s form, a shivering silhouette within the rain’s embrace.

hospital? What impelled her

and

compliance, Julius escorted Millie indoors. Amidst the expanse of the

heralded Leon’s descent. Clad in an alabaster shirt,

her palm. No alternative existed; today she must secure

seat, legs elegantly entwined. He cast an appraising gaze upon Millie, his voice a dispassionate refrain. “The hour strikes one past midnight.

your surgical prowess on behalf of my grandmother. I

Beg?

lips before. With a playful smile, Leon surveyed Millie’s drenched form, noting her heightened

of pleading? A

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