ADRIANA’S POVThe hospital room smelled of antiseptic and exhaustion. My heart hammered painfully as Doctor Cassian flipped through Luca’s chart with a grave expression that made my stomach twist. Rain pattered against the window, blurring the city lights outside into streaks of neon. “Miss Rossi,” he said quietly, his voice steady but heavy with urgency. “We’ve stabilized Luca for now with the latest round of medication, but his hypertrophic cardiomyopathy is progressing faster than we anticipated. As you know the genetic markers point strongly to inheritance from the paternal side. We really need his biological father involved. Genetic confirmation from him could open doors to targeted therapies, possibly even identify compatible options if we reach the point of considering a transplant evaluation. Without that connection, we’re fighting with one hand tied behind our backs.” I clutched the edge of Luca’s bed rail, my knuckles turning white. The words landed like stones in still wa
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