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ARIA

Dr. Winters takes one look at me and switches into doctor mode faster than I can blink.

"How long has this headache lasted?" she asks, already guiding me to a chair.

"About two hours," I mumble.

My tongue feels weirdly heavy, like I've been shot with novocaine.

She shines a penlight in my eyes, making me wince. "Pupils slightly uneven. Any nausea? Visual stuff?"

"Both," I admit. "Everything's blurry around the edges. And sometimes there are these... floating spots."

Her hands are cool on my skin as she checks my pulse, blood pressure, temperature. Nothing feels rushed, but there's an efficiency to her movements that's both comforting and terrifying.

"I'm moving your appointment to tonight.” Her tone leaves no room for argument. "My colleague in neurology can see you at seven."

Michael hovers nearby, trying to look calm but failing miserably. I catch him exchanging worried glances with Dr. Winters when they think I'm not looking.

We arrive at Dr. Patel, the neurologist on time. Sh
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KierraC
They had to have planted something in her apartment or she touched something. They are going to really great lengths to get rid of her. It’s gonna be worse with 911 involved because Xavier is her husband still n he’ll be in control of her care n that is the worse thing that could happen to Aria now.
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zeezie
poor Aria ...... where could she have come in contact with this toxins cuz she was healthy all this while
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