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Once I reached the door that I've stared at the past couple days, I bang my fist against it. After a few knocks the door swings open. Viviana stands there with an angered look across her face. Her hands are placed on her hips, and her mouth is in a straight line.

"Danielle! We have a resting patient in side! He needs to sleep!" Viviana scolds me. "He is still very weak at the moment."

"I know he's awake," I rush out. "I need to see him." I stare at Viviana with a pleading look. Her arms move to cross over her chest and she just stares at me. "Please," I beg, "I haven't been told anything about him until today. I've waited and waited and I can't do it anymore, knowing he's okay. Please Viviana."

"He fell asleep again not to long ago," Viviana says with a pitiful look on her face. "I'll have someone get you the moment he wakes up again. Affare?" My eyebrows furrow at the last word, having no idea what she said. "Deal?"

Oh deal, I shake my head yes