CHAPTER 84 Answers Or More Questions?

　　Camila paced the length of her mother's study, a room that remained untouched since that fateful day. The mahogany shelves brimmed with medical texts and journals, remnants of her mother's passion for health and wellness. It was this very passion that made her sudden organ failure seem all the more implausible.

　　"Healthy as an ox," she muttered to herself, echoing the words her mother would use to describe her own state of being. The irony wasn't lost on Camila; it twisted in her gut like a knife.

　　She pulled down one of the leather-bound volumes, flipping through pages filled with meticulous notes in her mother's elegant script. "No history of disease, no red flags. So why did your heart just give up on you?" she whispered, tracing the words with a slender finger.