Grace
The sterile environment of the lab seemed to close in on me as I stared at the instrument panel. My vision blurred, and I blinked away the fatigue that weighed heavy on my shoulders. The past days had been a whirlwind of sleepless nights and countless hours spent awake and avoiding going home. Seraphina's expertise and magical skill really helped speed things up, so we were running production tests so we could start testing the drug.
But I was so tired. I was running on fumes. When was the last time I ate? I'd been nauseous for the past few days and coughing as of last night. Margaret's voice cut through the haze of exhaustion.
"I think we're ready. Grace?"
I nodded, trying to rally my energy, but a persistent cough wracked my body, leaving me breathless. The nagging sicknes
