Two days passed slowly after Maureen Green developed the fever.
The doctor’s instructions had been strict.
Rest.
Medicine.
No work.
Unfortunately, Maureen was terrible at listening.
Even while recovering, she continued checking company emails from bed, organizing schedules and replying to urgent messages despite the exhaustion weighing heavily on her body.
By the second evening, her fever had reduced slightly.
But another pain had begun replacing it.
A sharp ache deep in her stomach.
At first, she ignored it.
Pain was familiar to her.
Something to endure quietly.
But as the hours passed, the ache worsened until standing became difficult.
Maureen gripped the kitchen counter tightly, breathing unevenly while pain twisted through her abdomen.
Cold sweat covered her forehead.
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