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.

ringing? Hold on, I'll

and headed for

a bit spooked earlier by Angelina and Georgia, instinctively fearing

it was

standing there. She was

entered,

survive. It's just a nasty flu. Not like it's the

in his heart

whisper, too soft for those in

call out louder, but then he remembered the disdainful look Hertha had

impatient tone.

to speak, then swallowed the words back down, a look of dejection

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

on him, Alaric quickly lay back down

footsteps approached closer

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