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Aftermath

作者: Mirage Sha
last update 公開日: 2026-04-05 03:39:07

Lydia POV

By the time the flu finally left my body, it had taken something else with it.

I just didn’t know the exact name for it yet.

Maybe that last embarrassing part of me that still believed if I reached out enough, someone would eventually reach back.

Whatever it was, it was gone.

And honestly?

Good riddance.

The first morning I woke up without a fever, I lay in bed staring at the ceiling for so long that the sunlight had already shifted across the room by the time I sat up.

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