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CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
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The coughs and sneezes wracked my body, signalling the arrival of an unwelcome cold. I sat on my bed in my room, with Alessia by my side, offering her support.
"Can I borrow your phone, Alessia?" I asked, my voice slightly hoarse. I needed to know if Erik was safe, to ease the worries that gnawed at my heart.
"Why? Do you have someone you want to call?" she inquired, her curiosity evident in her expression.
“Mh- mhmm” I nodded.
She pushed her face towards mine and grinned childishly. “Who? Your boyfriend?”
I scoffed and pushed her away “Like I have one.”
“Fine. So who do you want to call?”
I hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to reveal the depths of my concern. Finally, I nodded, deciding it was time to confide in her. "My brother."
Surprise flickered across Alessia's face as she processed this new information. I could sense her genuine asto
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