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A mask had mostly obscured her face, but something about her visible features had struck me as familiar.
It was a nagging feeling, like a word on the tip of my tongue that I just couldn't quite place.
Then, as our eyes met, I could see the shock register in her eyes before she quickly looked away, trying to hide her reaction from me.
My curiosity was piqued.
Why was she acting so shifty?
Did she know me from somewhere, and if so, where?
My mind raced as I tried to recall where I might have encountered this woman before.
Had we crossed paths at a social event?
Had we worked together in the past?
Or was it something more intimate, like a past fling that I had somehow forgotten?
The possibilities seemed endless, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this chance encounter than met the eye.
My attention was jolted back to the present, the weight of the situation at hand crashing down upon me.
My father's health was deteriorating rapidly and every moment felt like a heavy weight holding me down.
Chaos still reigned outside the walls of this room, but all I can do is focus on the present moment.
Lost in my thoughts, the sound of approaching footsteps caught my attention.
I didn’t realize how much time had passed when Dr. Evans, the attending doctor, approached me with a relieved look on his face.
“How is my father?” I asked, eager for any news.
“I have both good and bad news for you,” he replied, his tone measured.
“The good news is that we were able to stabilize your father.”
My relief was short-lived, however, as Dr. Evans continued.
“The bad news is that as your father is now old, he will be prone to more heart attacks. So, you’ll need to be careful and keep an eye on him..”
My heart sank as I processed the severity of the situation.
“But he’s fine?” I demanded.
“Thankfully, he is, but another heart attack of this level, and I’m not sure if his body will be able to handle the stress.”
Despite the training to remain composed in front of others, I couldn't help but feel my hands curl into fists and my frame begin to tremble.
I took a deep breath, trying to mask my emotions and steel myself for the difficult road ahead.
My mind was consumed with a flurry of emotions as Dr. Evans spoke.
The news of my father's deteriorating health was a heavy blow, and it took all of my willpower to maintain a composed façade in front of the doctor.
As I struggled to process the news, memories of my father flooded my mind.
The times we had spent together, the lessons he had taught me, and the sacrifices he had made for our family.
