“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 such a

and Leon decreed,

the expanse of the room, she clasped her arms,

the spiral European stairs heralded Leon’s descent. Clad in an alabaster shirt, he exuded

alternative existed; today she must secure

near, Leon assumed an elegant seat, legs elegantly entwined. He cast an appraising gaze upon Millie, his voice a dispassionate refrain. “The hour strikes one past midnight. Does this juncture

your surgical prowess on behalf of my

Beg?

memory stirred – that word had never graced her lips before. With a playful smile, Leon surveyed Millie’s drenched form, noting her heightened embarrassment compared to their

notion of pleading?

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