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Karina was startled and quickly grabbed Wilfred's hand, rummaging through her bag for a wet wipe. "How did this happen? Why didn't you say anything earlier?"

Wilfred gently brushed her hand aside, his cool demeanor and tired expression softened under the streetlight. "It's nothing. Just a small injury. It'll heal on its own."

"That's not okay!" Karina shot back, ignoring his resistance as she took his hand and cleaned the wound with the wet wipe. She then pulled out a bandage, her movements precise yet tender.

Wilfred watched her in silence, his gaze inscrutable. For a fleeting moment, something flickered in his eyes, as if his thoughts were both present and absent at the same time.

Beneath the cold glow of the streetlamp, the air seemed to soften. Wilfred let himself linger in the moment, indulging in the rare warmth of being cared for.

The next day, they confronted Dr. Kerr, a prominent figure in organ transplantation. Dr. Kerr had narrowly lost the hospital's directorial position to Wilfred, a defeat that had forced him to continue his career as a doctor, albeit with a lingering bitterness.

first, Dr. Kerr denied any wrongdoing. "What proof do you have to accuse me? Everyone knows that girl's condition was due to organ rejection. Who's to blame for

Dr. Wilfred wasn't around, you could have

he

her like a tidal wave. She couldn't fathom the audacity of someone who could make such

himself with quiet strength, shouldering accusations and insults without breaking, though she knew deep down he bore the weight of every

had been there, that girl might have had a

*Smack!*

Kerr's face. She didn't realize what she had done until it was

dare slap me? You're just a lowly doctor, riding on Wilfred's favor, and

before he could do anything further, Dr. Kerr let out