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11. Nightmare
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2025-02-21 01:01:29
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A little laugh escaped from my mouth, while Paul was looking at his brother with confusion and a little annoyance, as his arrival had interrupted our conversation. Even though the sound of my laughter was quite feeble as I was not able to use my full vocal capacity, the little fellow still recognised my voice and exclaimed; "Ahh! She is here! But where is she? Lexie, where are you?" Saying this, he came to stand in the middle of the room, and saw me lying on the bed. Without a word, he turned to his older brother with a gesture to lift him up and put him by my side, on top of the bed. I could sense a twinge of jealousy on Paul's face, but his love for his brother overpower it and he lifted Andy up and put him by my side with tons of instructions. “Andy! Lexie is not well, so you can't jump on her, no hugging and no poking her cheeks either! In short, you are not allowed to touch her, nor are you allowed to pull on her hands for playing with you, as she needs rest-” “Oh my God Pa
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