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.

you ringing? Hold on, I'll come

and headed

a bit spooked earlier by Angelina and Georgia,

out, it was

and Hertha standing there. She was

Thalassa and Hertha entered,

just a nasty flu. Not like it's the end of

voice, felt a jolt in his heart and excitedly sat up

was hoarse, barely a whisper, too soft for those in the living room to

then he remembered the disdainful look Hertha

impatient tone.

back down, a look of dejection and melancholy on his

between them. With that thought, Alaric's briefly recovered energy faded, and he slumped back onto the bed, disheartened.

lay back down and closed

footsteps approached

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