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Chapter 12

"You're awake." Louisa walked in with a tray of a bowl of soup in hand and Petra on her tail. The latter ran to her sister for a teddy hug and never left. "Easy, Petra, else, you might provoke mild itches." Petra gave no mind. Louisa deposited the tray on Gianna's study table. "How are you feeling?"

"Better. Come on, Pet, you're strangling me."

"Be happy. Because even though you look like a blowfish, I still choose to hug you," she giggled.

"A blo—" she quickly ruffled off the bed to her dressing table mirror. The sight was so horrible that she teared up. "Oh my God, I really do look like one."

"See?"

"Petra, to your room and on your bed," Louisa ordered. The endless mass of energy acquiesced and hopped away after another blowfish stunt.

Gianna returned her sad gaze to the mirror; parched and begrudgingly puckered were her lips, her skin decorated in red blotches gave her the impression of a koi fish. The cherry on the cake was her swo

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