Novel & Cerita Love Sick

His chest became heavy. He pointed towards his chest. "I... t h i n k... I.. a m... b e c o m i n g... s i c k." Giselle took a step towards him and put her hand on his chest. She seemed serious as she removed her and and shook her head in disappoinment. "Am I sick? Am I going to die?" "It's just a heart break. You a re suffering from heart break syndrome" "Is it dangerous?" "Yes. No go home and take some rest. You may have loss of appetite and sleeplessness.

**The Strange Sickness** Aria awoke to an insidious wave of weakness, a heavy fog settling over her limbs and pinning her to the bed. The world around her swayed unsettlingly, each flicker of light from the window disorienting. When she attempted to sit up, a fierce and nauseating lurch rose within her, forcing her to collapse back onto the comforting yet unyielding mattress. Her heartbeat thundered in her chest, each pulse feeling like a distant drum signaling an uninvited storm.

Maya followed behind, hot on my heel. “Well, someone's crank," "You have no idea," I sighed out, slowing down a bit since all the power walking was making me dizzy as hell and taking more energy. “Hey, are you okay?" Maya asked while gently placing a hand on my shoulder to halt my steps completely. "I'm sick," I sighed out again. "I thought that only happened once a month," "I thought that too," "We need to get you to a hospital," she frowned, eyeing me up in concern.

I frowned, “what do you mean by he is sick?” “It was during middle school, we went on a road trip and our car broke down, the teacher asked us to try and get to the bus station but then it started raining, and we pushed through. But when we finally got to school, Adrian was burning with fever. His house was called and his mom came to pick him up and when she asked what happened, our teacher explained and she got angry but later calmed down and then she told the teacher that Adrian has pneumonia and had since he was a child. Whenever he was in the rain, it sparks up the sickness and she pleaded with our teacher that no matter what, Adrian should never be in the rain.”

Felix, sensing my doubt, spoke again with unwavering determination, “It will get better. I’ll make you well, and I’ll make those who hurt you pay for what they did.” Right now, I was more worried about my grandmother. She should have been discharged by now. I had missed my chance to pick her up from the hospital. I couldn’t face her looking like this. All I could do was beg Felix not to tell her, and to wait until I was better before seeing her again. But that day, I received a video from an unfamiliar number. In the video, a group of people surrounded my grandmother, whose hair was completely white, and threw rotten vegetable leaves and stinky eggs at her.

her mouth took a perfectly round shape “Or does your boo boo still hurt? Mommy said you're sick...” “Yes, I am sick.” He can't stop himself from giving a stiff smile “Sick of myself, actually.” “Uh...” Millicent blinked, clearly not understanding anything he said “Well, then maybe you can't play. It's boring. One time I got really sick and mommy didn't let me go out to play even once. But then I got better when she started giving me my medicine and I never had to stay in bed again.” She said happily and, just as Massimo was about to ask if it had been a cold or something that had left her in bed, Millicent added “Do you also take medicine? Are they also bitter?”

Liam said, his voice softer. “Yeah, sure,” she mumbled, not moving. “Are you okay?” “No,” she replied. “I think I’m sick. I think I need to go home and get into bed. I might have a virus or something. I’d hate to circulate it around the office—” “Mia,” Liam sighed and she finally looked up at him. Even through her dark glasses, he was a vision. The man had no right to be so good-looking when she felt so wretched. “You’re hungover, not dying.”

I rarely feel sick, and hope that I am not coming down with anything. “You look pale, Immi. Take a seat and I’ll get you some water and make you a sandwich and bring you a cookie.” “Thanks, Lukov, I’m sure it’ll pass probably been doing too much.” Not to mention all the sex that Cody and I have been having. But oh my God, I feel rather rough. It’s that time of year I guess where things start to pass around only this feels like a bad stomach bug. There is no way I can just go upstairs and lay down, that’s not fair on Lukov he already has so much to do.

I tried to keep my voice steady, not wanting to scare them. Liam lifted his shirt, turning around to reveal the same thing that Sarah had on her arm, just in blue. “Go and get Victor,” I called to one of the maids. And tell him to call the doctor." “Are we sick, mummy?” Sarah asked as she looked up at me with tears in her eyes. “I don't know, sweety, but I'm sure whatever this is, the doctor will get it all fixed up straight away.” “I don't feel sick. I feel strong.” Liam spun around, holding his arms up to show his muscles.

He asks now getting out of the car and coming to my side, his hand wanting to be placed on my back, but he hesitated looking over at me. “No, I’ve just been feeling sick a lot lately.” I explain still keeping my head down onto the grass in case the sick wanted to leave my lips once again, I didn’t fully understand what was happening but for the last few days, I begin to feel sick out of nowhere for no reason. “I’ll give Vito a call, he’ll want to know of you’re sick.” He begins to say pulling out his phone, but knowing what Vito is doing right now, he didn’t need me feeling a little sick to get in the way.