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56. Persistent Dizziness
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2022-02-24 03:30:24Dinner is ready. I place all the filled dishes and bowls on the kitchen counter for the servants to take them on the dinner table outside.
Melanie is also there, chattering with me while scrubbing the floor. "Let's eat together tonight." She suggests.
I shake my head in negative, "I can't. But yes, I can sit with you and watch you eat."
"Why?" She stands upright, holding a long mop in her one hand.
"I told you I'm feeling nauseous nowadays so I don't want to eat."
"Sanaya, you should see a doctor. It's been two weeks you're feeling this way."
A middle-aged man in formal uniform enters into kitchen and starts gathering all the dishes onto the tray. He looks in my way, asking for my permission. I give him a light nod. He resumes his work.
"It's not something serious. Don't worry. These days a lot is going in my head." I reply to Melanie while helping the servant with his work.
Melanie doesn't have a clue about what I have been go
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