“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.

to the hospital? What impelled her here in

dimmed, and

Amidst the expanse of the room, she clasped her arms, the villa’s chill invading

spiral European stairs heralded Leon’s descent. Clad in

her palm. No alternative existed; today she must secure his concurrence for

gaze upon Millie, his voice a dispassionate refrain. “The hour strikes one

beseeching Leon, “Leon, I beg you, wield your surgical prowess on behalf of my grandmother. I

Beg?

noting her heightened embarrassment compared to their hospital encounter. The

notion of pleading? A beg

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