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CARLY'S POV

I sat on my bed with my hands holding on to my chest.

I can't really explain how I was feeling, whether I was hurt, scared, or just worried, but I was sure that I was at the edge of exploding from all the emotions I feel.

"Why would he expose himself to death like that?" I find myself asking.

"He's a grown man, and he knows how to take care of himself." I assured myself as I stood up with the thought of checking on him.

As I walked down the hallway, I bumped into Tyrion, and he didn't look happy one bit.

"You saw him right." I asked and he nodded.

"But don't worry, I'm used to it." He said with a famed smile, and I could tell he was lying.

"I will…uh… I'm going to check up on him." I kinda stuttered with a forced smile before I left.

I got downstairs, but he wasn't there, I took the stairs but as I got to the second floor and was about to take the stairs to the third floor, I saw Alessandro coming out of a room with Alessandro and Marco.

I rushed towards him, "How are you