Chapter 54

• The room was steeped in a dense silence, only interrupted by the gentle hum of medical devices monitoring every heartbeat of Don Salvatore. Seated across from his imposing figure, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on me. Despite Don Salvatore's weakened state, he exuded a strength that belied his health condition.
• I was taken aback by his resolute words. He wanted me to perform the surgery, to remove the tumors threatening his life. Incredulity etched my face as I vehemently refused. I couldn't operate on Don Salvatore; the emotional bond was too strong, and I feared compromising my objectivity.
• Dante's eyes met mine in search of a response, but my gaze remained fixed on Don Salvatore. The proposition hit me like an unexpected blow, and I widened my eyes in surprise. Before I could articulate a response, Don Salvatore continued, explaining his decision.