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Klarisse stirred weakly under the covers, her body aching with an unusual heaviness. The room felt colder than usual, and even though the morning sun peeked through the curtains, it did little to warm her. Her throat was sore, her head pounding, and she could barely muster the strength to sit up. She hadn’t planned to take the day off from her responsibilities, but it seemed her body had made the decision for her.

She was lying there, debating whether she could push herself to get ready, when the bedroom door flew open, startling her. Allie entered in a flurry of worry; her brows furrowed as she approached the bed.

"Klarisse!" Allie exclaimed, her voice tinged with both concern and irritation. "Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling this awful? I’ve been texting you all morning!"

Before Klarisse could respond, another figure appeared in the doorway. Alex stepped inside, his expression a mix of guilt and discomfort, his hands shoved into the pockets of his slacks. He avoided meetin
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