Lydia, seeing Alaric shake his head, decided not to get up to answer the door.

The doorbell rang for a while and then stopped.

Just as Lydia was about to breathe a sigh of relief, her cell phone buzzed in her pocket.

Checking the caller ID, she saw it was Thalassa calling and quickly answered.

"Lydia, did you swing by Alaric's place to check up on him?" Thalassa's concerned voice came through the phone.

"Yeah, I did. Gave him a shot," Lydia replied.

"Have you left yet?" Thalassa inquired.

"No, still here," Lydia said.

"We're at his doorstep, rang the bell but got no answer," Thalassa explained.

Hold on,

up and

spooked earlier by Angelina and Georgia, instinctively

out, it was

saw Thalassa and Hertha standing there. She was briefly

and Hertha entered, Thalassa asked, "How's Alaric

nasty flu. Not like it's the end of

jolt in his heart and excitedly sat up in

a whisper, too soft for those in the

was about to call out louder, but then he remembered the disdainful look Hertha

impatient tone.

the words back down, a look of dejection and

calling out to her? It would only deepen her disdain for him. She had made it clear; she found him repulsive, believing there could never be anything between them. With that thought, Alaric's briefly recovered energy faded, and he slumped back onto the bed, disheartened. "You've got it all wrong. Alaric genuinely

Alaric quickly lay back down

footsteps approached closer to

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