Dr. Wilson moved with practiced efficiency, though there was an unsettling hint of detachment in his calm demeanor. His hands were steady, but Susan could sense a subtle tension that made her uneasy.
Duke’s frantic growls intensified as he fought against the inevitable, and Susan’s tears began to blur her vision. This was not the serene farewell she had envisioned. The sight of his suffering was unbearable, leaving her feeling profoundly powerless.