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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.

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.

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.

I took some more sips from my cup, contemplating whether or not to excuse myself and step out to call Jeffery. In that moment, I felt my head begin to feel heavy and hissed slightly, knowing it was as a result of work stress these past few days. "Don't you feel well?" Mr Andrew asked again, sounding concerned. "Just a slight headache, nothing serious." I said, gulping down more of the liquid content in my cup. "I need to use the restroom." I whispered, standing to go there. My legs suddenly felt so wobbly, and my vision began to blur. "Heyyy..." I felt Mr Andrew grab my arm in support. "Let me help you. I think you don't feel too well."

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—?”

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."

“How have you been, Elena? Don’t use that tone with me. You know what I want to know.” Hmmm! “Constant headaches, lightheadedness, occasional blurry visions, drowsiness, confusion, disorientation, nausea, vomiting…” I continued to list everything that has been bothering me for the past few months. I couldn’t even differentiate between the pregnancy symptoms and the brain tumor anymore. In any case, I wouldn’t need any further explanation. Everything was just as I expected. I was only glad that my baby was still safe and sound. I couldn’t delay or prevent the inevitable, either.

I went back to sitting and rubbed my head. Oh, damn! I can’t count how many times I have felt it. “Excuse me, Ma’am Margaux.” I glanced at the staff who called my attention. “Mr. Saavedra is looking for you, Ma’am,” she politely said. I gasped again and tried to stand up again. My brain still occupies my constant dizziness. I feel something is no longer normal for me. And I’ve noticed a sudden change of my body. I also suffered from constant headaches, nausea, and having a hard time to wake up every morning.