"Where does it hurt?" the doctor inquired.

Moira instinctively glanced at Barclay. "She drank a bit, and it's possible someone slipped something into it."

The doctor frowned. "Any symptoms? Let your wife speak," he instructed.

This time, Barclay remained silent as the doctor spoke first.

Moira, feeling guilty as the culprit, hurriedly spoke up. "I feel overheated, constantly thirsty, and unable to sleep."

"Anything else?" The doctor continued his examination, listening to her heartbeat and breath.

Moira hesitated to speak of the rest. Under the doctor's scrutinizing gaze, she clasped her hands, her voice trembling. "There's this strange sensation in my body, hard to describe, just not quite right." 'Did you catch my drift, doctor?' she wondered.

"It shouldn't be anything major. Let's run an ECG, check your blood pressure, and do some blood tests. If the results come back clean, you should be good to go." The doctor glanced at the paperwork. "For a couple like you, this discomfort doesn't warrant a trip to the hospital."

The doctor's words were elusive, yet Moira grasped their meaning.

It was plain: a few sips of love potion and a night together would do the trick for a couple like them. Why rush to the hospital's emergency room?

Moira felt embarrassed and disoriented as she left the examination room, akin to a lost sheep being led by Barclay.

When the time came for blood tests, Moira hesitated to offer her hand.

you scared?"

up at him, neither admitting nor denying

could she find the courage to speak of such a

along with any lingering effects of the love potion, leaving her unusually clear-headed. "Moira?" The nurse repeated her name. Moira bit her

her head was cradled in a warm embrace, filled with the

be afraid." Barclay bent down, encircling her in his arms and

Moira sensed a faint sting on her wrist, followed by

hand loosened, Moira raised her gaze to meet

to do? Just moments ago, it felt like her heart had

course Barclay

her

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feet. "The blood test results will take half an hour. Let's head over there and

nodding as she followed him

warmth in her

and

sluggish. The

completely worn

but Moira dared not make any moves on

her stillness didn't necessarily control his

on her forehead, and Moira shivered slightly. "I'm not running a

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