"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?

embarrassed and disoriented as she left the examination room, akin

tests, Moira hesitated to offer

you scared?"

up at him, neither admitting

the courage to

the needle, she began to tremble. At that moment, the alcohol seemed to evaporate from her system, along with any lingering effects of the love potion, leaving her unusually clear-headed.

a warm embrace, filled with the familiar scent of

bent down, encircling her in his arms

Moira sensed a faint sting

hand loosened, Moira raised her gaze to

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

course Barclay replied, his gaze lingering on her

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

she followed

warmth in her body hadn't entirely dissipated, and her thoughts were still sluggish. The potion's effects hadn't completely worn off yet, but Moira dared not make any

didn't necessarily

forehead, and Moira shivered slightly. "I'm

unwell?" he

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