Chapter 1193

"Is it serious or not?"

Dr. Wilson shook his head, a gentle smile on his face. "Well, for now, your symptoms are pretty mild-just a bit of resistance. But you only started showing signs last night. It's too soon to say how it'll develop."

"So..."

Sherilyn hesitated a moment, then asked, "Could you write me a prescription anyway?"

"Of course."

Dr. Wilson nodded, scribbled the prescription, and handed it to her with a few words of warning. "Same as always don't take more than I've recommended."

He passed her the slip of paper.

"If things get worse, don't just rely on the meds. Come see me right away, okay?"

"I will, thanks so much."

"Of course. That's what I'm here for."

Sherilyn thanked him, took the prescription, and headed out to pick up her medication.

Back at Blue Haven.

herself

was dozing, Sherilyn slipped out of bed, grabbed her purse, and

swallow it, when

designer today. I'm on

Oh, right.

and realized Gilbert was

industry. Just a couple of days ago,

now? Not at

married? Spending her life

things stood now, she just couldn't bring herself to want

openly fight Gilbert-well, she'd tried that before, plenty

what could

at the little white pill in her palm, a new idea

pill back in, and closed it up. She wouldn't take

glanced at Jenna, fast asleep and angelic, and gently brushed a hand across her daughter's

long after, Gilbert

over carefully, as if searching for something in

answer was cool, her tone flat. "Nothing

for the door. "We should

"Sure."

if to take her hand, but Sherilyn

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