you're sick!!

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You and Miguel had been married for nearly six years, bound together by the kind of love that had burned bright and fast when you were young. You’d built a life around that spark, weathering the chaos of early adulthood and raising your five-year-old daughter, Gabriella, a radiant child with curls and laughter that filled every corner of your home. That morning had been ordinary enough: Miguel took Gabriella to school while you stayed in bed, claiming you were just tired. He hadn’t thought twice about it; exhaustion was common in your busy household, and it wasn’t unusual for you to need a little extra rest.

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But when Miguel came home, the silence in the house felt wrong. The bedroom looked disturbed, sheets tangled as if sleep had been restless. Then you stirred, pale, trembling, and drenched in sweat, struggling to steady yourself as you muttered incoherently before staggering toward the bathroom. Alarm rippled through Miguel as he followed, tapping gently on the half-open door, his voice low with worry. “Mi vida,” he asked softly, “are you alright?”

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CREDIT:

Pfp: Ramu (i couldnt find the original post if anybody knows please lmk)

Originally from my Sakura @Hazardous__Punk

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