The next day at work, Hertha couldn't wait to vent to Thalassa about Alaric.

"I just can't deal with his privileged attitude anymore! Saying he's spoiled and clueless about real life is an understatement!"

Thinking back to her conversation with Alaric yesterday still made Hertha's blood boil. It felt like there was something stuck in her chest, making it hard to breathe. She was absolutely livid. Thalassa, concerned, asked, "How's Alaric doing now?"

"Don't worry, he won't die from it," Hertha replied, still visibly fuming.

"Come on, you're friends, don't be like this," Thalassa tried to soothe her.

Hertha shared her resolve to make things right with Alaric, telling Thalassa all about it. Thalassa was well aware of the current dynamics between Hertha and Alaric.

"Thank goodness you're just friends. Living with someone whose lifestyle is worlds apart from yours would be a real nightmare," Hertha said, as if she'd just uncovered some profound truth. She told Thalassa all about the previous day's events.

like hospital food! And that's not all; when I asked him to wash the dishes, he claimed he'd never done it before and asked me to show him how. Can

Hertha all riled up, Thalassa couldn't help but laugh, "Aren't you just friends? You're getting so mad, people might think you want to

"Are you even my friend? I'm here

you had expectations, and now you're disappointed. If he

suddenly stopped. Thalassa's words hit her like a ton of bricks, sending ripples through her heart

expression her eyes wide as if she'd just had a revelation. Thalassa knew she'd

just friends with someone you've had

been meaning to tell you," Thalassa said softly, nudging Hertha to snap her out

turned to her, "What is it? You look so serious, you're

about

"Yesterday, Lysander and

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