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.

was you ringing? Hold

got up and headed

Angelina and Georgia, instinctively fearing it might

out, it

Hertha standing there. She was

entered, Thalassa asked,

nasty flu. Not like it's

overhearing Hertha's voice, felt a jolt in his

a whisper, too soft for those in the living room

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

impatient tone.

mouth to speak, then swallowed the words back down, a look

thought, Alaric's briefly recovered energy faded, and he slumped

quickly lay back down and closed his eyes,

as he did, footsteps approached closer to the

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