Against All Odds

Athena

Sebastian's relentless pursuit of alternative options continued, with each phone call to a different doctor, his hope diminishing and frustration mounting. The hours ticked by, and I could no longer contain my growing impatience.

"Sebastian, we were supposed to talk," I finally spoke up, my voice carrying a tinge of exasperation. “And from the past hour, all you are doing is dialling different numbers on that phone of yours and talking to different doctors. One after another.” I had been observing his frantic attempts to find a solution, but it was clear that his efforts were leading nowhere.

"Because that's the only way we can find a solution to this problem," He spoke, stealing a brief glance in my direction before resuming his pacing.

I watched as he dialled yet another number, desperate for a different outcome. The cycle of disappointment seemed unending, as one after another, the doctors he contacted declined to take on our complex case. And what worsened Sebastian's pati