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.

you ringing? Hold on, I'll come open the

got up and headed for the

had been a bit spooked earlier by Angelina and Georgia, instinctively fearing

out, it

standing there. She was briefly surprised but quickly

and Hertha entered, Thalassa

just a nasty flu. Not like it's the

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

was hoarse, barely a whisper, too soft for those in

was about to call out louder, but then he remembered the disdainful look Hertha had given him when they fast parted,

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

to her? It would only deepen her disdain for him. She had made it clear; she found him repulsive, believing there could never be anything between them. With that thought, Alaric's briefly recovered

Hertha wanted to check on him, Alaric quickly lay back down

as he did, footsteps

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