Grandma persisted with her line of questioning. “Has ‘Leon’ always been your name? Do you go by any


    other name?”


    Millie’s surprise was palpable.


    “Grandma, did you have prior acquaintances with Leon?”


    Leon contemted, perplexed by the curiosity that seemed to emanate from Millie’s grandmother.


    Could this elderly woman truly have a connection with him?


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    “No, my name used to be Flynn Davies.”


    Indeed, it was him! Recognition swept through the old woman, her pupils contracting in astonishment.


    Flynn—the name was an unmistakable echo from the past. What a coincidence to meet him here.


    Millie’s countenance betrayed her confusion, her eyes sparkling with intrigue.


    “Grandma, have you two crossed paths before?” Millie sought rification.


    “No, I don’t.”


    The old woman refuted the notion. Sensing Millie’s skepticism, she supplemented her response.


    “He bears a resemnce to someone | once knew, yet their background and name are divergent.


    Forgive the intrusion, Dr. Thomas.”


    Could that be the case? Millie mused, sensing her grandmother harbored secrets.


    Leon, too, was puzzled over the situation. The discrepancy between the old woman’s expression and


    her denial hinted at a deeper mystery. It was odd.


    Observing the dark night, Millie’s grandmother tumed her gaze and made a request, saying, “Millie, it’s


    gettingte. Could you please apany Dr. Thomas back?”


    Evidently, she harbored an inclination to usher Leon into the distance, a subtle wish that spoke


    volumes.


    “Certainly,” Millie replied, her voice a gentle breeze.


    Millie and Leon left the ward, progressing toward the hospital gate. An atmosphere of embarrassment


    hung in the air as they neared their destination. Right before they reached the gate, he finally broke the


    silence and spoke.


    “Your grandmother’s progress is heartening. Congrattions, truly.”


    Millie’sughter chimed softly, her gratitude echoing through the hallowed corridor.


    “Thank you; your deft hand made all the difference.”


    With Leon’s departure, Millie retraced her steps back to the ward.


    “Millie, has he taken his leave?” her grandmother inquired.