It started with dizziness. A sudden tilt of the room as Diana reached for her case folder.
“Whoa," Daniel said, catching her arm. “Sit."
“I'm fine," she muttered, even as her knees buckled.
“You're not."
She tried to protest, but the next second everything went dark.
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The hospital smelled like antiseptic and winter rain.
Daniel paced outside the ER bay until a nurse called his name. “She's stable for now. We'll run further tests."
“She doesn't want—" Daniel began, then stopped. His throat felt tight. “Just… take care of her."
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When Diana woke, Daniel was sitting beside the bed, his head bowed, hands clasped like prayer.
“You look terrible," she rasped.
He laughed, relief sharp. “You scared me."
“Did I?"
“Collapsed in my arms, Di. Not a cute date move."
She smiled faint
