Draymond Martinez hurried through the white antiseptic-scented corridors of DWS Hospital, his heart speeding up with nervousness. Despite his usual expressionless demeanor, a tension lingered within him, his hands growing cold even through the comfort of his St. Laurent black gloves. Accompanied by Simon, who carried a bouquet of white lilies, they made their way towards Grandma Martha's room.
As they approached, Draymond took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself. He was confident facing numerous business partners and shareholders, his knees steady when persuading business people for partnerships.
Yet, the purpose of visiting his grandma left him breathless, his heartbeat abnormal. The man who could face challenges in the business world found himself vulnerable in the face of personal matters.
Draymond took a deep sigh before gripping the cold doorknob. After a few seconds, he released it and took another significant breath.
