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"Où es-tu maintenant?"
Théo switched his phone to speaker mode as he got dressed near the hospital bed. His sister was always an early bird, but he didn't quite expect she would pick up right after the first ring.
At this hour, she was probably busy preparing Tristan's breakfast. "Théo," she muttered when he hesitated answering her question.
"L'hôpital."
Clara sighed on the other end. "Ça va?"
Was he okay? Kinda. It gave him enough relief that the doctors had approved his early discharge. But was he okay aside from the the fact that he was now physically able? Not really. He still wasn't sure what to do next. "Oui," was his lie after a moment of silence.
"Maman a appelé," Clara said, her tone hushed.
"What'd she say?" He zipped up his pants.&nbs
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