Ava's POV
I woke up feeling weak and nauseous. My body feels like it weighs over a hundred kilograms. I tried to dismiss the thought about it being just a side effect of the stress I'd been under lately, but as the day went on, the feeling only intensified. I tried to brush it off, but eventually, I couldn't ignore it any longer.
I was sitting on the couch, trying to gather my strength, when Dylan walked into the room. He took one look at me and immediately knew something was wrong.
"Ava, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.
“Nothing,” I shook my head, trying to play it off, but Dylan wasn't having it. He walked over to me and felt my forehead.
"You're burning up," he said, his eyes narrowing. "I'm taking you to the hospital."
I tried to protest, but Dylan was insis
