When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Cordell hesitated, the silence weighing heavily in the room before he finally responded, his tone honest yet somber.

Theres a fifty-fifty chance of success.

But as it stands, the surgery is unavoidable.

If the blood clot continues to press on the nerves, it will endanger Matthews life sooner rather than later.

The color drained further from Stellas face as the gravity of the situation settled in.

Still, she refused to give up.

Isnt there any other way? Medication or something? Does it have to be surgery? Cordell shook his head, a look of helplessness in his eyes.

His voice was grave as he replied, Unfortunately, theres no alternative.

Right now, surgery is the only solution we have.

Stella suddenly felt adrift, as though she had been cast into an endless abyss of despair.

Deep down, she couldnt deny that part of her longed for Matthew to regain his memory, to return to the way things were before. But in this moment, more than anything, all she wished for was his survival-for him to live and thrive.

current situation left her with no choice but to

suffocating helplessness threatened

shed tears easily, yet this time, she felt them building, ready to spill at any

as if grappling with a

resolve, he looked at Cordell and said firmly, Cordell, arrange the surgery and

she pleaded desperately,

The painful.

loved ones surged through her, an

thought of losing another person

her, his gaze gentle but

he said with

I wont die.

him, but once spoken,

mind clouded by his steady gaze and the weight of his words, unable

expression, Matthews lips curled

softly,

so

have so much

the man sitting beside her, familiar

as though time had rewound to when they were deeply in