C545 My will Is Fate
Stephen Strange wasn't fussy; he took his time and savored a large gulp of coffee.
A shower had done wonders for his nerves; his voice no longer quivered when he spoke.
"Angela, take a look at my hands. If you're out of options too, then maybe it's just fate. Maybe I can't be a doctor anymore..."
"Don't rush to blame fate," Qi Ann said with a reassuring smile
