Alexander Blackwood sat quietly beside the floor-to-ceiling window in his bedroom.
Morning sunlight streamed through the glass, bathing the room in a warm golden glow. Outside, the trees swayed gently beneath a cool breeze. It was a peaceful morning. One he had learned never to take for granted.
The bedroom door opened softly. Vincent, his aide and personal assistant stepped inside carrying a small tray. He stopped at a respectful distance away before bowing slightly.
"It's time for your medication, sir."
Alexander nodded.
Vincent handed him the tablets along with a glass of water. Alexander swallowed the medicine without complaint before taking a slow sip of water.
Once he finished, Vincent collected the empty glass and returned the remaining medicine to the tray.
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