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Together, they were suffocating. I walked toward the front door, and then I felt a wave of dizziness. Sudden. Sharp. Disorienting. I stopped, pressing a hand against the doorframe to steady myself. The cold stone beneath my palm felt far away, like I was reaching through something thick and heavy to touch it. What the hell? My vision blurred slightly at the edges. My head felt too heavy, like someone had filled it with cotton. I shook my head, trying to clear it. You're just tired. You didn't sleep. You're stressed. It's nothing.

But as time passed, I started feeling a bit lightheaded, and a dull headache crept in. The racket slipped from my hand and resting my palms over my knees, I started panting heavily. Everything became blank in front of me. I am feeling so weak these days and dizziness has become my constant companion. I cannot focus on anything. It is now taking care of my work and health. I am not sure why it is happening when I am eating proper meals. Maybe this is because of all the tension and the whirlwind of emotions I am going through these days. "Are you ok?" Kevin asked.

However, as she sat through her first class, a wave of dizziness washed over her, causing her vision to blur and her head to spin. Mama Hazel tried to shake off the feeling, attributing it to lack of sleep and stress. But as the day progressed, she began to feel increasingly unwell. A persistent headache, nausea, and fatigue weighed her down, making it difficult for her to concentrate on her studies. By the time her last class ended, Mama Hazel knew something was seriously wrong.

Loving such a person only leads to heartbreak. Suddenly my head felt heavy. The car seemed too hot. I frowned, wondering what was wrong with me. Was it because of overthinking? I rubbed my temple as everything in the road outside began to blur. “That’s strange…” I began. “I’m feeling weird.” Cora glanced toward me briefly. She didn’t seem overly concerned. “What’s wrong?” “I feel…” For some reason, I felt very dizzy. Realization dawned on me and I sat up straight. “What did you—?”

The third day, I started to feel something I hated—uneasy. And then I started feeling like shit. At first, I thought it was just exhaustion. A headache. A little dizziness from skipping meals because I’d been too damn busy at the office. But as the hours stretched on, the pounding behind my eyes worsened, my limbs felt heavier, and even focusing on paperwork became a struggle.

I told her reassuringly. She nodded, gathering the tray with silent efficiency and retreating to the kitchen. I stood slowly, the shift in gravity making my head feel….light. Wrong. The floor tilted slightly beneath my feet, just enough to make me pause. A buzzing had started in my ears. I pressed my fingers to my temples, thinking it was just stress. Lack of sleep. Maybe a drop in blood sugar. But the warmth in my stomach had shifted. It wasn't comfort, it was heat. Spreading, twisting, turning into something foul and foreign.

Today was one of those days. I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the headache I'd had since morning. My stomach growled because I had skipped lunch again. The nausea I had been dealing with all week returned, making me hungry but unable to eat. I had been feeling tired lately. I often felt dizzy when I stood up too quickly and sometimes felt off-balance. I told myself it was probably because of stress. I had a lot to deal with and had been giving it my all. My eyes scanned the papers scattered across my desk. There was so much work to get through.

I was extremely tired, I felt really weak and my mouth was parched. I felt a sharp, banging pain in the left side my head and grimaced. I sat up on the bed with both my hands on my head. The pain was unbearable. In addition, I became dizzy all of a sudden and became aware of the heaviness in my bladder. It was probably going to explode any moment.

CHAPTER 143: I THINK YOU'RE PREGNANT VENUS : I woke up this morning and wondered what was wrong with me. My whole body felt heavy, like I’d been dragged under water. My head spun, my stomach turned, and my arms and legs felt weak as hell. I sat up on the bed slowly, pressing a hand to my forehead. “Damn… what the hell is wrong with me?” I muttered. The room tilted a little when I tried to stand. I sat back down immediately, holding the edge of the mattress like my life depended on it. My mouth felt dry, and the smell of leftover perfume and smoke from the club uniforms we’d hung up was already making me gag.

She was really curious to see how he was going to defend Jaylene. But Keegan seemed very uncomfortable as he rubbed his temples and said, "Sorry, I wasn't listening. What were you arguing about?" Stella was shocked. Jaylene immediately stopped arguing with them and sat beside Keegan, her face filled with concern as she asked, "Keegan, are you okay?" Keegan furrowed his brows and said in a low voice, "I don't know. I have been having terrible headaches recently. Sometimes, I find it hard to concentrate, like just now."