The Milky Way

 

M. was a pragmatic woman, always allocating her time to those yielding a positive return. Her life was a transaction. She had no intentions of working past thirty-five. Her goal was to cash in and vanish. M. made her abode in a hotel, working a gruelling sixty-hour workweek. Some labelled her a predator. She preferred to characterize her approach as akin to the Milky Way.

 

"You mean you're vast and distant like a galaxy?"

 

"No, I mean I see the world as a fucking caw to be exploited, and I'm here to milk it."

 

After securing a commission that promised a Ferrari purchase, she visited her gynaecologist.

 

"Yours is an unusual case. Highly aggressive. You must cease all activities immediately. I will arrange for radiological and chemical procedures starting tomorrow. I'm sorry to deliver this news. You need to summon your strength. This will be a challenging journey."

 

Retreating to her hotel room, M. contemplated ending her life. Nevertheless, the following day, she returned to her doctor.

"Doctor, I'm not financially strapped. I'm willing to pay whatever it takes for a personalized treatment to conquer this illness.”

 

M. fought the disease relentlessly for two arduous years, but ultimately, it overcame her. However, her resources and the experimental therapies she endured contributed to the development of a pharmacological remedy that benefited thousands of other women.

 

Researchers coined this treatment The Milky Way.