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68. The One Where I Help Her

"You need anything?" I settled Nisha's pillow.

She shook her head. "Thank you for staying."

"Don't irritate me." I poked her cheek. "Sleep. Today, I'm staying. Dad was tired." She smiled. "And no pizza."

"I'm tired of hospital food, bro!" She whined. "Do this for your sister. Don't you love me?"

"Nisha--"

"Please, please, please. I have this bad taste in my mouth. I will not use chili flakes. I promise. I'm hungry. Too hungry."

"I hate you. Dad will scold me," Mumbling, I took my phone out and ordered a pizza for both of us, but it worth the smile brought on her face and she slept soundly on her bed.

Taking the opposite sofa, I laid across the seat. What was Alina doing? Should I call and check on her? What if she was sleeping and I would disturb her? What if she didn't want to talk to me?

Taking my phone out, I wrote a text.

Alina, up?

I was about to press send but deleted it.

I'm sorry for shouting at you that day. You know my anger. I understand your position. Let's talk calmly like
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