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Cecilia thought she was pretty good at hiding her disease. She knew her alluring coworker didn’t like her the way she liked him, and she knew there was no need to keep pining. But she had, she did, and now she was paying for it.

Covering her mouth, she could hardly focus through the trial as her throat itched and burned, full of petals. Why here, why now? Taking a shuddering breath, she could barely manage to catch herself before she doubled over the bench, starting to cough violently. Holding her chest, brilliant purple petunia petals dropped from her lips, piling on the wood in front of her. Embarrassment burned, but she couldn’t move away, instead her legs buckled and she hoped to dear fucking whatever deity would listen to her that he didn’t know what this was.

And also that she would stop fucking coughing.

There were a few signs here and there, sure - but nothing like this. Coughs, her suddenly having to leave for the bathroom, she couldn’t go for more than 3 days without having to take a break from the office. 

Was this why? 

“Your Honor - call a recess.”

Godot had already slung the woman over his shoulder, leaving a trail of petals behind them as he got her to the prosecutor’s lobby, laying her out on the couch. 

Hopefully water will help.

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