The next day dawned with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. Liam wasted no time in arranging for his private jet to fly Dr. Dheeraj from India to aid in Franklin's critical condition. The clock ticked relentlessly as everyone anxiously awaited the arrival of the renowned specialist.
In the midst of the waiting game, Liam and Violet found themselves sitting in the hospital cafeteria, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and pastries wafting through the air. The room was sparsely populated, and the soft hum of conversation provided a backdrop to their somber mood.
Liam's gaze was fixed on Violet, concern etched across his face. He watched as she absentmindedly stirred her cup of tea, her appetite diminished by the weight of her emotions. His voice, laced with genuine worry, cut through the s
