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The sterile hum of fluorescent lights filled the clinic, a stark contrast to the low murmur of the Markov mansion. Leo Markov, a man who commanded empires from shadowed boardrooms, now stood in a room that smelled of antiseptic and anxiety. His six-foot-four frame was coiled tension beneath an immaculate suit, his dark eyes fixed on the small boy squinting at an eye chart. Sasha's small fingers traced the air, trying to focus. you sat beside him, her hand trembling slightly on her knee. The doctor's voice cut through the silence, clinical and measured: "Retinitis pigmentosa—degenerative, progressive. Eventually, he will lose his sight." The words hung like gunfire. Leo’s jaw tightened, his knuckles white as he forced himself not to shatter the nearest wall. He looked at you, her tear-…