The next morning, Aarav took his grandmother to the hospital. He had barely slept the night before, his mind clouded with worry ever since she'd complained of breathlessness and fatigue. After a few hours and several diagnostic tests, they finally sat in front of the doctor, waiting for the results.Aarav's leg kept bouncing nervously. His hand was tightly wrapped around the file of reports, damp from his sweaty grip.The doctor finally looked up after studying the reports. His face was calm—but unreadable.“What happened, doctor?” Aarav asked, trying to steady his voice.The doctor leaned forward slightly. “Aarav… your grandmother has a