The drive to the hospital felt longer than usual.I sat in the back seat of the car, staring through the tinted window as Los Angeles passed by in a blur of buildings, traffic, and people going about their normal lives.Normal.That word felt almost foreign to me now.My phone was still in my hand.Dr. Sullivan’s words kept replaying in my head.Your condition has progressed.Significantly faster than expected.You need to come in as soon as possible.I clenched my jaw.The car stopped in front of the hospital.“Sir,” Ethan said from the front. “We’re here.”I looked toward the hospital.The building I’d spent years expanding.The place where hundreds of people came every day hoping to get better.Yet somehow, standing outside it now, I felt like a patient instead of an owner.“Let’s go.”Ethan opened the door.I stepped out.The moment I entered the hospital, several employees greeted me.“Good morning, Mr. Blackwell.”“Good morning, sir.”I nodded without stopping.Normally, I would
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