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 come open the

got up and headed for

bit spooked earlier by Angelina and Georgia,

it

standing there. She was

entered,

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

Hertha's voice, felt a jolt in his heart and excitedly

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

but then he remembered the disdainful look Hertha had given him

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

believing there could never be anything between them. With that thought, Alaric's briefly recovered energy faded, and he slumped back onto the bed, disheartened. "You've got

wanted to check on him, Alaric quickly lay back down and closed

did, footsteps approached

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