ARIAMy world had shrunk to the size of a twin mattress and the smell of eucalyptus rub. For a solid week, I wasn’t a woman, a mother, or a budding entrepreneur—I was just a collection of symptoms.The fever had finally broken two days ago, but it left me feeling like a squeezed lemon. My throat was still a mess of sandpaper and glass, my nose was a permanent fixture of congestion, and every time I tried to take a deep breath, a jagged cough ripped through my chest.The phone on my nightstand buzzed."Aria, seriously, I’m outside the pharmacy. I can be there in ten minutes with a gallon of orange juice and enough soup to drown a pack," Tasha’s voice crackled through the speaker."No," I croaked, then winced as the sound tore at my vocal cords. "Tash, stay away. I mean it. Eliana is finally sleeping through the night. If you bring this bug home to her, I’ll never forgive myself.""You’re being a martyr, babe. It’s annoying.""I’m being smart. Nova already tried to stage a break-in yest
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