Moments Under The Sun.

: Geor

erson who could be easily read. She was always the one who controlled the room, who led w

up, her eyes too tired for someone

ng forced about it. I noticed the bags under her eyes, th

?" I asked, s

gh the way her voice cracked made me d

hing on her that she couldn't shake off. I watched her try to hide a yawn, her exhaustion so obvious it hurt to watch. But I didn't push. No

etly, "Don't hide from me, Is

d tell it didn't reach her eyes. I hoped she'd ta

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2: Is

've felt like I was taking back control of my life. But it didn't feel that way

t was constant. I couldn't stand for long without feeling like the ground beneath me was shifting. My hands woul

k. I'd dress in the clothes I used to wear with ease, but now they

er, the one everyone depended on. If I let them see how weak I was be

shing through. But this m

estless night of tossing and turning. The exhaustion felt deeper today, more crushing, as if the weight of the world was

through the doorway, cuttin

tely. I didn't want to s

going on?" Claire moved toward me,

cing a smile. "I'm fine, Cl

r gaze lingering on my shaking hands. "You're scaring me. You kn

y my voice. But it came out weak, too thin. "I jus

self. But I was running out of ways to pre

at my desk. I gripped the chair to steady myself,

it all we

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stant murmur of voices. I tried to sit up, but my body didn't listen. The moment I shifted,

's voice was gentle, but there w

worry etched on her face. Her eyes were red, like she

id softly. "We had to g

rile glory. It hit me all at once: something was wrong. Somethi

d, and Dr. Harper stepped inside, his face grim.

y chest spread. "Wh

d steady. "Your symptoms have progressed more quickly than we

but my head felt heavy, and eve

" I asked, the fear c

ore pronounced, and you'll experience more difficulties with basic functions. We're still investigati

new what he meant. The muscles weakening, the tremors, the fatigue-it was all poi

hrough the tightness in my c

swer. But then he nodded slowly, his eyes full of sympathy. "Yes,

nted to deny everything

knew what was

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erile quiet of the hospital room. My thoughts swirled in chaos,

he one who could handle anything. But now,

L

vy weight. The gradual loss of control. The inability t

ft, but one thing was certain:

y, no way to stop the inevitable. But as I lay there, with the sound of the beeping machines and the darkness pressing i

t somehow, the sun could shine on me again, and t

l I could do wa

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