"Oh man, Lydia might have gotten the wrong idea. This could be a huge misunderstanding," Ethan muttered to himself, feeling the weight of the situation.

He quickly called out to the room, "Alaric, man, you're sick, and I was just trying to help by getting a doctor. And now you're giving me grief?"

It was his roundabout way of clearing the air, stressing that Alaric's illness wasn't his doing.

"Ethan, come on, dude. I bust my butt every day for you, and you hit me with this cold talk. Have you got no heart for me anymore? Cough, cough..." Alaric, delirious from the fever, starving and miserable, had been lying in bed waiting for Ethan to come back for what felt like forever.

His feelings of neglect were mounting.

After years of being tight as brothers, Ethan wouldn't just leave him in the lurch, would he?

Thinking about their long-standing friendship only made him feel worse.

Alaric's heart was a wasteland of disappointment.

but get

felt a wave of embarrassment. Alaric's accusations were getting more outrageous by

clear explanation in sight, he stepped aside to let Lydia

passed him, she shot him

say anything, just walked straight into

first branded a troublemaker, and now caught in a misunderstanding.

was already by Alaric's bedside, asking, "What's making

saw Lydia, he was shocked. "Lydia! Dr.

chatter, what's actually wrong with you?" Lydia wasn't interested in

stomach's growling but I can't eat..." After a day and a night

had seen a

a thermometer out of her medical bag and handed it to him, "Check your

walked in. He said to Lydia, "He's just been fighting with Hertha, and then he fell sick. Sounds like lovesickness to me. A

to make sure Lydia understood Alaric's sickness stemmed from a quarrel with a girl, not from anything Ethan had done. He was aiming to

disdainful glance, "I'm talking to

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