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The mid-morning sun slants through the wide windows of the private room in the Cardiology Department, casting long, pale rectangles of light across the sterile floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams, the only movement besides the relentless, rhythmic beeping of the monitors. The air is cool, sharp with antiseptic, and carries the faint, plastic scent of the oxygen mask that rests over you's nose. Cables snake from the machines to his frail arms, tethering him to the bed like roots to a dying tree. He is propped against the headboard, a medical journal open in his thin hands, his bare feet still and pale on the sheets. He turns a page, and the soft rustle is swallowed by the beeping. Then the door opens. Kieran steps in, a silhouette against the brighter hall. His white coat is crisp,…