I’m in the vehicle with Ava right now. He was driving when the wind shifted because she hadn’t complained about Turstin today. Something happened that I’m not aware of. I didn’t ask since I had additional stress and didn’t want to add to my worry.
I was reminded of a conversation Randall and I had this morning. I wanted to laugh, but fear won out, and it seemed like butterflies were fluttering about in my stomach when he said that. While I would like to say that I wasn’t delighted when he told it, I can’t deny that I was.
What will I do if what he says is true? No. I’m not required to do anything, since that is not the case. I’m not sure whether I’m prepared with so much going on. I just sat back in my seat and stared at Ava, who was driving silently. I want to chuckle because I just noticed how silent she was. She was even more shocked when I touched her.
“There’s a chance we’ll have an accident in the depths of your mind. I’m not used to hearing you be silent. “After I finish saying that. She smiled at me, but I didn’t perceive the certainty in her grins. I was much more worried when I noticed her face was a little pale.
“Are you all right? Are you running a fever?” When I touched her on the forehead, she slowed down. She was not hot when I stroked her forehead and face. She also doesn’t appear to be feverish.
“Nothing’s wrong with me. I also have something to do at the hospital.” Her expression turned solemn, and she fixed her gaze on the road. She makes me feel even more uneasy. Is she ill?
When we arrived at the hospital, it was fortunate that it was private, as there were not too many people. We quickly searched for the doctor, but the nurse informed us it was his break time. We even waited for our unexpected appointment at his desk. Ava shifted her gaze away from us as we were seated. She’s still disoriented. When I abruptly approach her, it’s awkward. I was watching her when I saw the phone I was carrying light up.
“Do you know where Ava is?”
It took aback me since it was Turstin who had texted me. Why would he come looking for Ava with me if they were at war? I turned to face Ava, who was now staring at me. I lifted my hand and handed her the phone.
“Turstin is on the lookout for you.” Her expression changed soon after I said it. Her eyes widened as she took the phone from my grasp. I’m not sure what she did. Turstin’s message was no longer on the phone when she handed it back to me.
“Ahm. I know you and Turstin don’t get along, and I don’t expect you to be close, but did you fight?” My eyes have softened to the point where I can persuade her to open up to me.
When she turned to face me, it was as if the Ava I am seeing is not the Ava I know. Her eyes were watery, and her skin was pale. I rushed over to her and hugged her. I realized right away that I had done or said something accidentally. She began to weep as soon as I held her. I’m terrified of what she’s doing; I’m not used to her acting this way. I didn’t even ask her as the door burst open and the doctor walked in.
She looked at the two of us, but Ava immediately wiped her eyes. I stood in front of the doctor, who was sitting in his swivel chair now. I took out the medicines in my bag and laid them on his desk. He put on his glasses to see what it was. His eyes widened when he saw it wasn’t the medicine he had given me first.
“Where did you get this from?” He took out his white gloves from his drawer and put them on. He removed the medicines from the plastic container and then opened them.
“My aunt Helena gives it to me to speed up the recovery of my memories. At first, I used to take them but soon my friend found out that it was not the normal medicine that doctors usually prescribe.” I explained to him while looking seriously at those drugs.
He took off his eyeglasses and stared at me. “Well, nothing is wrong with what your friend stated. It is used to care for the elderly. It causes a variety of adverse effects, including sleepiness, disorientation, dizziness, and, of course, memory problems. It won’t have much of an effect on you because you already suffer memory loss; the difficulty is that restoring your memories will be tough.”
“What if I don’t take my meds? What is going to happen?” I was now gripping his desk as I rushed to obtain his response. I want to have my memories back as soon as possible since I know I’ll have a hard time because of Aunt Helena’s unreasonable delay. Also, I need to move quickly or else the company will wind up with Archer.
“An unintended consequence of not drinking is that it evokes memories. Because your memory loss isn’t severe, I gave you that medication. It’s not permanent; medication simply doesn’t appear to activate your brain every time anything familiar is restored or a circumstance that produced a reason for you to recall things.”
Now I understand everything. Maybe what I just felt was a side effect of the medication Aunt Helena gave me. I’m not sure why I was so down when I found out I wasn’t pregnant. It was as if a stone had been inserted into my chest. I’m sure I didn’t anticipate my stomach to have a life. However, I was simply aware of how it made me feel. Because I’m disappointed.
The doctor talks again as I grip my belly.
“We still need to know whether anything else occurred to you, so we’ll scan you. Please be patient. All we’ll do is set up a room for you.” He was going to walk away when Ava jumped up and stopped him.
“Me as well. I’d want to have a check-up.”
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