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    “Find a match quickly.” Sadie slumped back into her chair, feeling a profound exhaustion wash over her.


    What was her next step?


    “Please start with the registry search,” she managed to say, her voice dry and strained.


    The doctor nodded sympathetically.


    Seeing such a young mother, weary and anxious, stirred a deep sympathy in him.


    Sadie returned to Averi’s hospital room and pushed the door open.


    Averiy on the bed, hisplexion pale and delicate.


    Alex was beside him, a storybook in hand, though his eyes weren’t moving across the page. His expression was etched with worry. At the sound of the door, Alex looked up and stood immediately upon seeing Sadie.


    “You’re back, Sadie,” he murmured gently.


    Sadie mustered a weak smile and walked to the bedside, tenderly stroking Averi’s cheek.


    Alex noticed the test report in her hand, took it, and read through it quickly. His face paled as the gravity of the situation set in. He understood perfectly what it meant.


    Acute lymphostic leukemia… Bone marrow transnt.


    Alex’s gaze met Sadie’s,den with a swirl of emotions. “Sadie, I’ll do everything I can to find a donor match.”


    Tears welled up in Sadie’s eyes, but she fought to keep them at bay.


    “I’ve caused you so much trouble, Alex,” she whispered.


    A wave of bitterness washed over her. She knew she could never repay his kindness in this lifetime.


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    Alex offered a weak smile, maintaining a light tone. “Please, don’t worry about it, Sadie. We’re friends.” He nced toward Averi, who was resting quietly on the hospital bed. “I’m going to leave now. Take care of yourself and try to rest.”


    Sadie nodded, too overwhelmed to speak.


    Alex turned and left, closing the door softly behind him.


    The tears Sadie had been suppressing finally cascaded down her cheeks.


    Her phone’s shrill ring cut through the silence of the ward that afternoon.


    Exhausted, Sadie answered the call. The caller ID showed “K.”


    “Sadie, the design drafts for Timeless Love need revisions. You need toe back immediately,” K demanded.


    Sadie was stunned by K’s words.


    Averi was still lying in his hospital bed; leaving him was unthinkable. “I can’t leave right now. I’ll have one of my studio’s designers handle the revisions.”


    “The coboration isn’t finished, and you think it’s appropriate to send a designer in your ce?” K’s tone was cutting, filled with disdain.


    Sadie clenched her fists, quelling the anger bubbling inside her. “When I submitted the drafts, there were no objections. Now, a weekter, you demand revisions? Miss Wade, your request ispletely unreasonable.”


    “You…” K was so furious she could barely speak. “You’ll regret this, Sadie Hudson. Mark my words!”


    “Miss Wade, I will address the design draft issue as soon as possible, but right now, my priority is to be at the hospital with my son.”


    A long silence followed, then K’s voice returned, oozing malice. “Fine, Sadie. Just you wait.”


    The call ended with a series of sharp beeps reverberating through the room.


    Exhausted, Sadie slumped against the bed’s edge, her phone slipping from her grasp.


    She was certain K wouldn’t let this go easily.


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