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Chapter 57: Fever(2)

It was noon when she awoke again. The fever became worse than earlier and she could barely lift her hands or any part of her body. Her taste bud was bitter and nausea danced around in her throat. She winced whilst attempting to shield the light that was streaming into the room from the opened window with her hand. Her body trembled, then she tugged the blanket she barely used when she was healthy to cover herself up to her chin. She wondered if this was how she often felt whenever she had a fever. But, she couldn't remember the last time she had been this ill. Nevertheless, she was aware she hadn't been this worse and down with fever. "Shit, I feel like my head might fall off from thumping too hard." Janice groaned, shivering. She caressed her tummy as the baby kicked. She sat up slowly on the bed, squinted whilst glancing around the room. It was just as she had left it before she became unconscious, everything was in order and out of place. She turned to her right and she glim

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