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As I paced outside the dimly lit medical ward, my anxiety was palpable. The hallway echoed with the sound of my hurried footsteps, matching the rapid beat of my heart. I had been abruptly summoned in the middle of the night, and without a second thought, I had rushed to the hospital. Clad in a disheveled nightgown, my hair hastily thrown up in a messy bun, I was a picture of desperation.

The heavy metal door creaked open, and a worried doctor emerged, his face etched with concern. He approached me cautiously, fully aware of the gravity of the situation. "Reine," he addressed me with a slight tremor in his voice.

My eyes pierced through the darkness, locking onto his form. "How is he?" I demanded, my tone colder and harsher than I had intended.

The doctor flinched ever so slightly, his eyes flickering with trepidation. "Donna, I'm afraid I have grave concerns about his condition," he confessed, his words hushed and filled with apprehension. "After ten years in a coma, Sebastian's body is weak, and the cardiac arrest he suffered tonight dealt a severe blow to his already fragile system."

My heart sank like a heavy stone in my chest as his words hung in the air. Ten long years had passed since Sebastian, our former Don, had fallen into a coma. The underworld remained oblivious to his continued existence, a secret known only to me, my closest confidants, and a select few doctors who had faithfully tended to him all this time. The weight of his absence had always been a burden on my shoulders, and the thought of losing him now was unbearable. He was the last family I had left, the one constant in a world of chaos.

"What about the medicine I painstakingly prepared in my laboratory?" I gritted my teeth, my jaw clenched tight as anger surged within me. "Isn't it working?"

The doctor shifted uncomfortably under my intense gaze, his voice filled with regret. "Donna, I'm truly sorry, but we have exhausted every possible avenue. We've tried all the medications and treatments available, including the medicine you provided. His condition is simply too severe. Sebastian is a fighter, but he's exhausted, Reine. It may be time to prepare for the worst."

Despair washed over me, crashing against the walls of my resolve. I had clung to the hope that the medicine I had tirelessly developed in my laboratory would be the miracle that could save Sebastian. Yet, even that seemed to be in vain.

Sebastian and Athena, his beloved wife, had been my pillars of strength since I was a child. They had raised me as their own daughter, shielding me from the horrors of the underworld. Athena had been taken from us tragically, and I had failed to protect her. I could never forgive myself for that. And now, the thought of losing Sebastian, of not being able to save him, was a blow that threatened to shatter my very soul.

"I understand," I uttered in a whispered, dark voice, my emotions tangled in a whirlwind of anger and grief. "Leave."

The doctor nodded, his body tense with the weight of our shared despair, and quickly retreated from my presence. I was left standing alone in the corridor, the harsh fluorescent lights casting eerie shadows around me. The silence was suffocating, only broken by the muffled sounds of medical equipment humming in the background.

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