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"Mr. Gordon came to talk business with Thalassa, but why didn't he call her first? She's gone off the radar, and we can't find her anywhere," Hertha said, worry lining her voice.

"What? Thalassa is missing?" Callum's usual smile faded into a look of concern and apprehension. He quickly pulled out his smartphone and dialed Thalassa's number. The phone rang, breaking the tense silence.

Inside, Thalassa, who had just woken up, realized her phone had died. She had just plugged it in and powered it back on when the call came through. She answered.

through: "Thalassa,

from him, her voice trembling with relief and fear, "Thalassa, you finally answered! Where have you been? You had us scared to death." Hertha's urgency and the hint of tears

the door," Hertha said. After Thalassa agreed, Hertha hung up, realizing she was holding Callum's phone. With a slight apology, she handed the phone back to Callum, "Sorry, I was just...

I understand how

opened the door to find the three of them standing there, a mix of relief

fashion, "I rang the doorbell so many

the extent of Hertha's worry, Thalassa apologized, "I was sleeping

okay. I'd rather have worried for nothing," Hertha said, her voice still shaky. Thalassa invited Hertha, Alaric, and Callum to sit on the

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