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Tatiana POV

Waking up the next morning I felt worse, I could hardly open my eyes. Feeling my stomach turn I jump out of bed, running to the bathroom falling to my knees I quickly open the toilet seat as last night's dinner let itself out. Puking my guts out till I was sure my stomach wat empty.

Flinching at the sudden contact on my head, sighing in relief as I see Alexander, a towel wrapped around his waist. Closing the toilet seat flushing out the content as I got up from the floor, walking over to the basin I splash my face with the water. "You burning up" Alexander says. "I think I'm just getting a cold" I say honestly, "just take a shower, I'll have the maids bring you breakfast" too weak to respond i lowly nod my head before I brushed my teeth and got in the shower.

Letting the warm water hit my body but the longer I stayed the fuzzier everything felt. Getting out the shower as I dried my body before going out to the bedroom to find a pair of warm pjs placed on the bed making my brows furrow, "I thought u could wear these" a voice startled me looking to see Alex, my grip tight on the towel. Nodding my head, "uhm can I get dressed" I whisper, eyeing me for a moment. Walking across the room to the door leaving me to myself. Getting dressed, I slipped in bed. Closing my eyes as it felt a lot more comforting.

Moments later feeling someone gently stir me, "honey I brought you some breakfast" Elizabeth coos, trying to sit up I felt nauseous, placing the tray on my lap. Looking at the fruit bowl and on the side a plate of eggs which made my stomach turn I decided on the fruits. Taking a few bites, "I can't take anymore I don't feel too good" I say placing the bowl on the tray, "honey you have to have something" Elizabeth pleads, laying back down, "I'll try later" I say honestly. Closing my eyes as I let the sleep consume me.

Third person POV
"Why is the plate still full" Alexander questions, "she's not feeling well, it seems she feels nauseous" Elizabeth says, "please have the maids prepare some vegetable soup for her, and bring it to her before lunch, if she doesn't feel good then I'm calling her a doctor, I'll be working in my office" he says getting up from his seat making Elizabeth smile at his way of showing care.....

Tatiana POV
Feeling someone stir me from my sleep, "hmmm" I mumble, "wake up you need to eat something", blinking for a moment I turned, seeing Elizabeth, a tray in her hand I shivered at the cold, "oh honey you look worse", she says in concern, "thanks" I say sarcastically, placing her hand on my forehead, "you still burning up" , sitting up as I placed the tray on my lap, feeling slightly dizzy. Taking a spoon full of the soup, feeling my stomach turn, shaking my head, "I'm sorry angel" Elizabeth sighs, tucking myself in bed I closed my eyes trying to wash away the feeling.

Moments later I heard the door opening, expecting Elizabeth, "I don't think I can eat" I groan, "the doctor is on his way" the deep voice says, my fluttering open, "you called the Dr?" I question groggily, "well I can't have you dying on me" He shrugs, "or you just care" I roll my eyes, staring at me for a moment, we are interrupted by the knock on the door, "Mrs Giordano the doctor is at the front door" I hear one of the maids say at the door, "send him through" Alex says.

"Good afternoon Mrs Giordano, I'm doctor Ricci", his accent thick, "nice meeting you" I give him a tight smile, "I can guess we can get started" he says placing his brief case on the floor, taking a glance at Alexander for some privacy, "oh I'm not leaving" he shrugs making me roll my eyes. "So Tatiana could you tell me your symptoms and how you've been feeling" explaining to him as he took everything down, furrowing his brows, "please don't be offended by my question as it's for medical purposes" he says before clearing his throat, "have you always been this small?" He asks making my eyes drop in shame, clearing my throat, "uhm....during the course of my depression yes I was smaller than this in fact" I say, "so you were at some point diagnosed with depression?"
Nodding my head, "yes", "could you say you are depressed now?" He questions, taking a glance at Alex,m, "look I know about the business and have no interest getting to the bottom of what is going on, but as your doctor i need an answer", he says justifying himself, "yes" I whisper.
After writing down some stuff, "well Mrs Giordano, seems like you have the flu but not only that but your body is suffering from exhaustion " he says, "I prescribed some vitamins for you and medication for the flu and something to stop the vomiting so you can eat" lowly thanking him he gave the prescription to Alex. Leaving me in the room with Alexander, looking down in Shame, "I'll go get your medication" he whispers before leaving the room.
Sighing I decided to go take a shower since I've been in bed with these pjs.
Changing into a fresh pair as I slipped into bed, Alexander walked in, placing the medication in front of me, "you can take this one now for the vomiting, give it 20 minutes so it can start working then I'll have the maids bring your dinner" whispering a thanks I took the tablet. Letting it dissolve in my mouth as instructed. "Alexander?",
"Tatiana"
Rolling my eyes, "where's the remote for the TV I've never watched it", sighing he got up from his seat, opening one of the drawers, he tossed it over to me, landing on the bed, I took a ahold of it switching on the TV. Going through the different channels I finally found one where a movie was just starting.

15 minutes into the movie, one of the maids knocked, bringing my dinner to find Beef Lasagna with stir fry on the side. Taking a bite as I let the flavor fill my mouth. Seeing Alexander seated and his eyes on the movie, "aren't you eating?" I question, "I'm not hungry" he shrugs annoyingly, "well watching me eat is making me uncomfortable, it's either you also get yourself a plate of food or I stop eating", sighing out he left the room.
Coming back in with his own plate of lasagna.

Laying on his shoulder, "are you ever going to let me go?" I question, sighing, "I will, after this marriage is over, I will" he says, looking over to me, "do you really hate being here that much?" He questions, lowering my eyes for a moment, "I don't have a problem with being here, I have a problem with feeling locked up all the time" I sigh honestly, staring down at me, the air thick, leaning in closer, he stares into my eyes, to my dismay his lips landon my forehead, making my cheeks heat up, "I don't feel like contracting the flu" he says making me roll my eyes. Watching the movie, my eyes started feeling heavy from the medication, slowly drifting off....