The Oven

MATTIA

"How is the result?" I asked.

Mabel stood with her head bowed in the corner of the room. She'd been paying attention to me since I did my health check. Today, my doctor couldn't be there; he told me his daughter was coming.

I have known Carol since her father took care of me. She is a well-respected doctor at the capital's hospital and occasionally appears on TV as a role model for young doctors. She is also a guest speaker at certain events.

Carol has wavy blonde hair, a tall, slim body, and skin as white as porcelain. She always asked me to talk every time her father treated me at her house, and since then, we have become close enough to be talking friends.

"Your health is fine; there is nothing wrong with the initial examination. I will take your blood for further examination," she said.

I tilted my head. "Really? But why do I feel a little different lately?"

"When was the last time you drank alcohol?" Carol asked, but her eyes became narrow as if to inspect me.

I took a dee