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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & ONE

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Lucy’ POV

“I’ll take the berry fruit bowl parfait, please.” I had requested it when I went to the hospital cafeteria that evening.

I hadn’t anything that whole day, and mom had insisted I put something on my stomach. Unfortunately, I’d sat there for the better part of thirty minutes before even getting anything.

“Thank you,” I smiled at her- a weak and sad smile, before I found a table in the corner and sat there wallowing in my distress, struggling not to cry.

“Lucy?”

When I heard that voice I looked up. “Alaric.” I was stunned.

He sat down across from me. “Hey.”

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

He looked at me with slight confusion. “I told you I’d be here,” he said.

I’d completely forgotten that he said that.

“Did you think I wouldn’t show?” he asked.

I scoffed and shrugged. “To be honest, I hadn’t remembered that you said you would.” A strained chuckle escaped, “And to be frank, now that I recall, I was doubtful when you made the promise in the first place.”

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