Ava’s pov
It had only been two weeks since Damian and I returned from our vacation when I started feeling unwell. I woke up every morning with a fever, fatigue, and a constant feeling of tiredness. I couldn't concentrate on my new business, and I was always sleeping. I even started throwing up one evening when my best friend Amelia came over from work.
"What's going on, girl?" Amelia asked, looking at me with concern.
"I don't know, Amelia. I feel so sick," I replied, feeling a wave of nausea wash over me.
Amelia frowned and put a hand on my forehead to check my temperature. "You feel pretty warm. You should see a doctor."
I nodded in agreement. "I think you're right. I'll make an appointment tomorrow."
The next day, I went to the doctor's office and had some tests done. The doctor
