Jiho rose from the table, her movements purposeful yet tinged with tension. Her declaration had been clear, her words sharp in the quiet dining room. But as she approached the door, a sudden wave of dizziness hit her—a milder version of the headache that plagued her earlier.
"Ugh.." Jiho muttered, her hand instinctively reaching to steady herself, feeling her head pound. Her vision blurred momentarily, and she swayed, feeling her legs give way.
Just as she felt herself tipping, a strong hand gripped her arm firmly. Startled, Jiho looked up to see Mer Chu standing beside her, his expression filled with concern and resolve. Without a word, he steadied her, his touch comforting amidst the turmoil in her mind.
"You okay?" Mer Chu asked softly, worry evident in his voice.
