| Innaya |
I grew nervous seeing Eshan's face acquiring those stressful stretches. "What is it, Eshan?" I held on to his hand, raising my brows at him. What was so wrong that left him so worried?
"Your hemoglobin... it is 6.9." He sighed.
"Oh, oh," I could only respond with that. I was so occupied by the stuff life threw at me that I did not give any attention to my health.
The symptoms were present, but I chose to ignore them. I chose to ignore the mild fainting sensations. I chose to ignore how quickly I would get tired lately. I chose to ignore the shortness of breath. I chose to ignore the bad headache that would visit me every now and then.
Sigh. I should have seen it coming. It was a fault on my end, but Eshan was blaming himself for the same when he had no role in it. I should have been more careful about my health.
