Chapter 8
El se ofreció como ayuda
El doctor salió del cuarto hacercadose con pasos cuidados a emma y leo. Dr Barrabás: hola soy el doctor y necesito que busque un transplante de sangre apartir de ahora. Leo: yo me ofrezco para salvar a Tatiana . Emma: vale el se ofreció primero. Dr Barrabás: pasa pues a la habitación. Cuando ella entro a la habitación vio a Tatiana alli acostada pálida. Dr Barrabás; yo creo que debes relajar el braso . Leo: vale pues . Al rato le sacaro la sangre y se la inyecctaron a Tatiana para que viva Pero leo quedó muy debil
The sterile scent of disinfectant clung to the air, a stark contrast to the vibrant chaos Tatiana had left behind in Spain. Dr. Barrabás, his face etched with a weariness that seemed to mirror the city's own perpetual twilight, emerged from Tatiana’s room. His steps were measured, each one a soft thud against the linoleum floor, as he approached Emma and Leo, who waited with a palpable tension coiled between them.
"I'm Dr. Barrabás," he began, his voice a low rumble that did little to soothe the gnawing anxiety in Emma's chest. "And I need you to find a blood transplant. Effective immediately."
The words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. Emma’s breath hitched, her eyes wide with a dawning horror. Leo, however, moved before the shock could fully register. A flicker of something fierce, something resolute, ignited in his gaze.
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