The doctor's office remained hushed, the persistent hum of the air conditioning filling the small space as Dr. Aris studied the lab results on his monitor. He shifted in his seat, the leather creaking slightly before he rubbed the bridge of his nose and looked across the desk at Alana."Mrs. Ashford, we need to discuss your routine," he began, his voice carrying a measured, professional weight. "Your recent blood panels indicate a severe reaction to the contraceptive pills you have been taking these last few months."Alana knit her brows, her fingers tightening around the cold armrests of the chair until her knuckles turned white."I thought they were perfectly fine," she countered, her voice laced with defensive confusion. "My husband handles my medications. He wanted to ensure we were being entirely responsible while I transitioned into the company and managed the stress of the trial."Dr. Aris offered a small, sympathetic nod."I understand his intentions, and it is clear he wants
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