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The operation had been dragging on for over an hour, and every tick of the clock felt like a knife twisting deeper into my gut. I was pacing, trapped in a hell where time stood still, and the only thing that mattered was beyond those cold, sterile doors. Then, without warning, the door to the operating room swung open, and a nurse rushed out, her face pale and frantic.

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