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    “Hey…” In a gentle reminder, Hadley murmured, “The lights are back on now.”


    Eric looked up, his face unreadable. Internally, he was in turmoil. Was he just moments away from kissing Hadley? How could that even happen? When had she begun to affect him so?


    What went wrong? What had led to this?


    Attempting to appear detached, Eric stepped back and said casually, “Well, everything seems normal now. I should get going.”


    “Alright.”


    Rising as well, Hadley escorted him to the door. “Be careful out there.”


    “Will do.”


    With that, Eric left and didn’t look back.


    Stepping out of the apartment building, Eric stopped and gazed up at the light from Hadley’s window. His expression was unreadable, the shadows of his long eyshes veiling any hint of his thoughts.


    The following day, Eric made his way to see his elder brother, Ernest.


    A phone call from Ernest’s doctor had prompted Eric’s visit, arriving alone as Linda was tied up with a film shoot. The call had been urgent, with the doctor needing to speak directly to Eric.


    “Can youy out the situation for me?” Eric asked, his brow creased with concern, dreading potentially dire news.


    The doctor offered a reassuring smile. “Mr. Flynn, don’t worry, I bring good news. We’ve got a promising opportunity. A breakthrough drug from Aradimen, specifically designed for conditions like your brother’s.”


    “What?” Eric’s interest sparked. “Really? Tell me more.”


    The doctor exined, “This new treatment was developed by a team in Aradimen and is showing promise in clinical trials, particrly with patients who are trapped in long-term vegetative states.”


    He continued, “Given that your brother has beenatose yet stable due to excellent care, this treatment could prove effective.”


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    However, the medication was rare and not mass-produced, making it both costly and difficult to obtain.


    Yet, Eric’s family had resources. The doctor believed Eric could manage what he couldn’t.


    “Mr. Flynn, do you think you can secure this drug?”


    “Yes.” Eric nodded. “I’ll figure it out.”


    Determined, Ericmitted to doing whatever it took to retrieve the drug for Ernest, hopeful to bring him back from the brink of his long confinement.


    Pausing briefly, Eric then instructed the doctor, “Let’s keep this…


    “Between us, away from my grandmother and Linda for the moment.”


    “Okay, I understand.”


    The doctor nodded, understanding Eric’s cautious approach. While the treatment had proven effective for some, its sess was far from guaranteed. Past experiences had tempered their expectations.


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