Miracle

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Inside, the air seemed to thicken with anticipation. Amelia and Camila held their breaths, their eyes locked on their grandfather, watching for any sign of improvement. Amelia's faith in Darien never wavered, but the weight of the medical staff's skepticism was a heavy shadow in the back of her mind.

Camila, despite her initial reluctance, now found herself hoping beyond hope that Darien's unconventional methods would prove successful. She glanced at the medical staff gathered outside, their faces a mix of curiosity and disdain, and felt a surge of defiance. She wanted Darien to succeed, not just for her grandfather's sake, but to prove them all wrong.

Darien's body was starting to show signs of strain from the poison and the effort of the treatment. Sweat trickled down his forehead, his hands trembled slightly, yet he pressed on with unwavering focus. His face was pale, but his eyes burned with determination.

"Please," Amelia whispered, more to herself than to Darien, "let this wo
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