“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 here in

dimmed, and Leon

the expanse of the room,

spiral European stairs heralded Leon’s descent. Clad in an alabaster

her resolve, pinched her palm. No alternative existed; today she must

his voice a dispassionate refrain. “The hour strikes one past midnight. Does this juncture deem it

on behalf of my grandmother. I pledge unwavering servitude

Beg?

Millie’s drenched form, noting her heightened embarrassment compared to their hospital encounter. The bite of the rain had left her complexion pallid, her

this your notion of pleading?

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