I glanced up at Victoria's forehead, noting the deep worry lines as she scanned the test results in her hands. "What's wrong?" I asked, my attention momentarily diverted by the maids spilling watermelon juice on the table."This thyroid issue has thrown my routine into chaos, Victoria. I can't figure out how to handle my sugar cravings anymore!" I exclaimed, raising my glass of watermelon juice to eye level."It's not related to the cyst," Victoria stated, removing her glasses and placing the test results on the table, while she approached me.After taking a seat beside me, Victoria leaned back on the sofa, carefully observing my expression. "When was your last menstrual cycle?" she inquired.I adjusted my position, placing my handbag beside me. "I think it was around two months ago, but it didn't seem like anything major," I mentioned. "Is there something I should be concerned about, Victoria?"Victoria Quinn was not just a personal doctor to me; she was like an elder sister, a guidi
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