ISABELLAThe doctor doesn’t waste any time once we step back into his office. His eyes flick between me and Noah, then to the screen, then back.“The deposit has been confirmed,” he says.I exhale. My chest feels slightly less heavy, though only slightly.“Thank you,” I whisper.“We’ll begin the necessary diagnostics immediately... CT scans, biopsies, staging,” he continues, already scribbling notes. “In the meantime, there are a few things you’ll need to arrange.”I nod before he can finish. “Anything.”He lists medications I need to pick up, nutritional supplements, soft foods, a few comfortable clothes for my mom… basic things that somehow feel impossible to collect right now.“Comfort matters,” he adds, almost gently. “It helps with recovery, even in early stages.”Recovery. I cling to that word as if it were a lifeline, because it isn’t a word I get to hear often in my life.“We’ll get everything,” I say immediately.Noah gives a short nod beside me. “Today.”The doctor hands me
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