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I was in awe as the nurses escorted Emmette, Emery, his mother, and me to the Legacy Suite. Unlike the cafeteria, this dining area was reserved for the elite, those who wanted privacy while enjoying a luxurious meal with their families. I had only ever heard rumors about it, how they served the best of the best to their privileged patients. I was certain Mimi had been sent here countless times whenever she faked an illness just to get Devon’s attention. Meanwhile, my son who truly needed medical care had been dismissed with nothing more than painkillers.

The nurse led us to a table where two men in suits...