روايات وقصص ضمن Ill Na Na 2: The Fever

"Is there something wrong, Aella?" Lily asks, breaking me out of my reverie. I smile at her, planning on excusing myself from this conversation. "No. Everything is perfect. But I think I'm getting a little bit sick.” “Sick?” Lily asks with a look of confusion and concern on her face. “Yes. I feel feverish and a little lightheaded.” I say while faking a little shiver. “So don't you need to go to the hospital or something?” Lily asks in a tone laced with concern.

****Lana's POV**** I stood there in the middle of it all, as the world spinned around me in circles. Mr Lance's short fingers pointing at me accusingly in the boardroom while he clutched his bandaged head with one hand. "This girl, she's a psycho, she broke my head with a vase and even slapped me!" I smirked, wishing I could have done more. Mr Lance caught the smirk and ran wild. "You see. You see that smirk? She did this on purpose, she's crazy!"

But how do you fight shadows? How do you stop someone who doesn’t need to be seen to destroy you? *** The silence was broken by a sound. Luna’s soft voice. “Elijah…” I turned. She was standing now, barefoot, the oversized hoodie she wore hanging off one shoulder. “Laura’s burning up. I touched her arm—it’s on fire.” I was on my feet in a second. “Get the nurse.” As Luna ran out, I burst into the room. Laura was thrashing beneath the sheets, her skin covered in sweat, her lips moving in a fever dream.

“It’s all his fault… him… and his clothes… and… the muscles across his back…” Sheena bent over laughing, clutching her stomach. “Okay, so he’s half conscious but still sane enough to blame the man with good abs.” “I feel like a rubber dinghy after a storm,” I groaned. “Please… if I die, do not let anyone post a photo of me with bad winged eyeliner on the obituary.” “You are not going to die,” Winona soothed in a soft voice, then cast a glance at Sheena. “But I think he should be checked. He’s got a high fever. His lips are already dry.”

I stood when the director gestured for me to stand, accepted the sound of it the way you accept weather, and thought about Jake's temperature. One-oh-two point four. It had been one-oh-one three days ago, and she'd thought it was a virus, and Nina had thought the same thing two weeks before that, and the pediatrician had agreed, and everyone had agreed, and the fever had come back anyway. "Magnificent," the director said into my ear over the noise. "I told you. I told you this was the one." "You did," I agreed, and smiled at him, and accepted the glass of champagne someone put in my hand and didn't drink it.

Hopefully, I won't face that again then Sana will kill me. As I have almost 1 hour for the next meeting, so I set an alarm at 1:20 pm and take a quick nap in the personal room of my cabin. Hopefully, this quick nap gives me relief. Otherwise, it will get tough to do anything else. Let's see what happens with this drama fever. Can't this fever just go? I don't like this fever. Shameless fever, an uninvited guest to all. Hahahaha. I am laughing alone at my bad joke.

Dominic… mate… the rape… the rejection… And then being thrown off the cliff. It wasn't enough that he broke me, and rejected me, no, he had to also kill me. But he failed. I am alive, aren't I? “What are you?” the blue eyed girl asks. “What?” “You smell like a wolf, heal like one too, but I can't sense a wolf in you. It is quite… disturbing.” “Oh.” “Don't mind her,” the other twin responds. “She asks the most uncomfortable questions. I am Rina, she is Lisa. We are twins, invade you didn't notice.”

-00- Letha tried to strengthen her heart which was crushed. But this was the only way she could do it for Hill. The boy had a high fever two days ago. When she went to the doctor, the doctor only said that Hill had the seasonal fever which is so common in LA in the summer. The high temperature made Hill's tinny body sometimes unable to adjust to it, so that in the end he fell ill and caught a fever. There is nothing Letha need to worry about. The pain problem was well handled by doctor who had also given Hill a medicine to drink.

She was dreaming of Ethan. Layla jumped from the bed and ran for the door. "Daddy! Daddy, come quick!" I rushed into the room, medical kit already open, my hair a wild mess from sleep. "Go to Hayden's room, Layla," I commanded. I touched Shea’s forehead and realized the fever was critical. Layla nodded, her eyes wide with fear. "Daddy, did she catch a chill? Should I cut the air conditioning?" "There are many ways a fever takes hold. This isn't a simple chill." I sent Layla to Hayden's nest and turned back to the patient.

And before long, Nina developed a fever. Leonardo rushed her to the hospital, leaving Nico at home with Ana. Lorenza moved around the hospital room, acting every bit the concerned guardian when it came to Nina. Meanwhile, Leonardo sat by Nina’s side as her fever refused to drop. The whole time, he kept trying to call Lucia. But her phone was off. It wasn’t until midnight that Nina’s fever finally broke. Leonardo took her home afterward. By then, he felt more drained than his early days building the Marchesi Group.