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    Making this choice felt impossible, almost inhuman.


    Hurst sensed her uncertainty.


    He checked his watch and spoke with careful patience. “Take all the time you need, Ms. Hudson. It’s Mr. Wall’s life on the line, after all. But time waits for no one.”


    With arms folded, he leaned back, acting more like a spectator at a y than a doctor in the thick of things.


    Sadie bit down hard on her lip, fighting the panic rising inside.


    Fresh pain pulsed from her injured palm, drawing her further into distress.


    Her thoughts spun out of control, each one shouting a different answer.


    How could she possibly choose?


    The weight of it all almost crushed her, but before she could voice her answer, a fragile yet steady voice broke the silence.


    “Alright.”


    Noah had spoken.


    His head lifted, and he managed a small, reassuring smile. “We’ll go with your n.”


    Shock widened Sadie’s eyes.


    What if fate turned against them?


    Her knees threatened to give out, fingers numb with fear.


    Noah’s hand found hers, the gesture soft and reassuring. “Sadie, I want nothing more than to stay with you and Averi, always.” He saw right through her fear.


    His own anxiety lurked just beneath the surface. The thought of never seeing her again haunted him as well.


    Tears rushed to Sadie’s eyes, turning them red in an instant.


    She sped his hand with fierce determination.


    To be with her, he would dly stake his life.


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    What reason did she have left to hesitate?


    Gathering every shred of courage, she forced her answer out. “Okay.” That single answernded between them, impossibly heavy.


    Recognition deepened Hurst’s expression, as if he had always expected this oue.


    Together, the three mapped out every step of the treatment n.


    Rest finally called Noah, and once he fell asleep, Sadie slipped out to join Hurst in the hallway.


    A soft click of the door muffled the hospital room behind them.


    Breaking atst, her voice quivered as she asked, “Tell me honestly—how likely is this to work?”


    Titles and power meant nothing now; all that remained was a woman terrified of losing the man she loved.


    Leaning against the cold wall, Hurst folded his arms with casual ease. He tipped his head, pausing as if carefully thinking, though a wry smile tugged at his lips.


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