The next day, early morning, 7:00 a.m.
The air was crisp, a little too cold for comfort, and the soft golden light of the rising sun poured into the corridors of the hospital like it was trying to bring hope where it rarely touched.

The next day, early morning, 7:00 a.m.
The air was crisp, a little too cold for comfort, and the soft golden light of the rising sun poured into the corridors of the hospital like it was trying to bring hope where it rarely touched.

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