Desiree’s vision blurred for a moment as she steadied herself against the wall outside Ivy’s office. The corridor spun faintly, her pulse fluttering in her throat. She exhaled slowly, blinking until the world settled into focus again.

She hadn’t told anyone about how dizzy she’d been feeling lately, or the way her stomach turned in waves that made it hard to eat. The doctor had warned her that fatigue and nausea were normal, but this… this was beginning to feel different.

Her hand ...