Leo’s chest which had been heaving with labored breaths just moments before, now seemed to settle into a rhythm that was astonishingly smooth and steady. The room, tense with sorrow and expectation, held a collective, incredulous breath. The veterinarian, whose practiced hands had been poised to deliver the final relief, hesitated. Her eyes were wide, scanning Leo’s body for some explanation, as though she were witnessing a miracle unfold before her.

The room remained silent, save for the gentle hum of the overhead lights. The assistant, standing beside the vet, leaned forward, her expression shifting from one of professional detachment to bewildered awe. Leo’s eyes, once cloudy and distant, now held a clarity that had seemed lost forever. His tail, which had lain limp and lifeless, gave a gentle, hopeful wag.

Artem’s heart pounded in his chest. He had steeled himself for this moment, the moment of final goodbye, yet here was his loyal friend, defying the inevitable. Leo’s soulful eyes locked onto his, and in them, Artem saw a flicker of determination, a refusal to bow out just yet.