After what feels like an eternity, Danny slowly pulls back, leaving them both breathless. He gazes down at Tara's flushed, radiant complexion and lets out a low, husky laugh.
"Why so shy all of a sudden? You were acting pretty tough a minute ago," he teases, his voice a seductive rumble. Unable to resist, he leans in and affectionately nuzzles his nose against hers.
"Who's shy?" Tara glares at him playfully, though her voice lacks its usual bite. "You just... caught me off guard." Her words trail off into a breathless whisper.
Danny pulls her flush against his chest, resting his chin softly on the top of her head. "Tara, whatever happens next, don't try to carry the weight of the world by yourself. I'm right here."
Leaning into his solid warmth, she listens to the steady, reassuring beat of his heart. A deep sense of comfort settles over her. "I know," she murmurs.
In that quiet moment, she hopes her father's words come true. She genuinely hopes she and Danny can walk through the rest of their lives together, side by side.
The following morning.
Danny offers to accompany her to the hospital, but Tara firmly declines. She knows he's buried under a mountain of executive work, and she refuses to let him rearrange his entire schedule just to hold her hand in a waiting room. Besides, she doesn't want to coddle herself; treating patients is her domain.
The moment Tara steps into the hospital corridor, the extended Dennis family descends on her like a flock of desperate pigeons.
"Tara, thank God you're here! Your father told us you can save your mother and Nikolai. Please, you have to help them!"
"We're counting on you! We know you can pull off a miracle."


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