A Path Toward Answers
Driven by a mix of concern and professional curiosity, the doctor leaned in with a suggestion. “If he’s willing, we could run some new tests,” he offered. The words felt heavy with implications—this was more than a clinical curiosity; it was a chance to peel back the layers of something extraordinary. His proposal dangled in the air, a potential bridge between mystery and understanding.
Still, my mind hesitated. I pictured Alan’s face, his smile, his guarded replies. Would he welcome such probing? Or see it as an intrusion into a personal triumph? I wasn’t sure if I had the right to take this step on his behalf. The doctor meant well, but the choice wasn’t mine to make. In that moment, I realized how tightly Alan still held the reins of his story—just as he should.
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