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ASHLEY

I picked the slice of bread and began munching slowly, while Carson played with my hair. Then the door creaked and Brody walked in carrying a jar of orange juice.

“It wasn't easy getting this ready! Preparing fresh juice does take time and energy,” he said and let out a gush of air.

Carson snorted, “You made that?”

“Anything for Ashley, please.”

“Brody, answer the question. Did you make it yourself?” I could hear the laughter in his voice.

“Well, the cook did. But I supervised her.”

Carson burst into laughter, “I just knew you could not have squeezed it yourself.”

“Damn you, bro,” he said to his brother and turned to me.

He winked, then leaned in to kiss my forehead.

“How are you feeling now, Ashley?” he asked, touching my cheek.

“Better than yesterday.”

“Now, that's something. Do not forget to take your medication. Right now, I've gotta rush off to an important meeting. See you later,” he raised my hand to his lips and kissed it

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After Carson left, about an hour later