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The polished halls of Sienna Grace Hospital hummed with antiseptic quiet, the fluorescent lights casting long, sterile shadows over the floor. The click of leather shoes broke the rhythm—Damian Kaelson walked with the measured precision of a man who owned boardrooms, not hospital corridors. His tailored black suit caught the light, tattoos peeking from beneath his cuffs and collar, a stark contrast to the clinical white around him. He hated this place—the smell, the machines, the weight of mortality in every corner. But for Evelyn, his mother, he endured. She was the only warmth in his cold, calculated world. When the nurse’s words cut through his thoughts—"Dr. Bennett has relocated overseas"—Damian stopped mid-stride, a flicker of ice in his hazel eyes. He took the file, his ga…