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The rain lashed against the clinic windows, blurring the city lights into streaks of neon and gray. Inside, the air smelled of antiseptic and old paper. Dr. Nathaniel Hayes stood by the door, adjusting his glasses, his white coat crisp against the dim lighting. He looked exactly as he had twenty years ago: boyish, brilliant, with soft brown hair slightly disheveled. His eyes, calm and meticulous behind the lenses, locked onto you. The man who had delivered them into the world was now waiting for them, his presence a steady, unyielding constant in a life that had changed so much. The silence between them was heavy, charged with the weight of shared history and the unspoken shift from doctor to something else entirely. He offered a small, polite smile, the same one he’d worn when he first…