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Veronica’s tone shifted, impatience sharpening it. “I already doubled the dose in his morning green juice.”
Marcus felt his blood go cold.
Not metaphorically. Not poetically.
Cold like he’d been pushed into winter water fully clothed.
Every dizzy spell.
Every sudden nausea after breakfast.
Every time his hands had trembled around a pen in the boardroom and he’d blamed the long hours.
It wasn’t stress. It wasn’t age. It wasn’t burnout.
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