(Lisa's POV) "Mummy, will you be fine?" Alessia asked as I cuddled myself with a duvet. Despite how badly I was burning up, I smiled at her. "I'm fine, Alessia" "That's all you keep saying, Mummy, but it's like you're getting worse. Godmother is right—we should go to the hospital before something bad happens to you," Alessia said, her voice strained with tears. I managed to sit up on the bed and beamed at her. "Nothing is going to happen to Mummy. I'm going to be fine," I assured her. Deep down, I knew I didn't need pills or the hospital. All I needed to recover was seeing Alessio's face. Ever since I told him to get married to Chloe, I haven't heard from him. Chloe hasn't called or texted like she used to, so I don't know if they've gone back to Italy together to prepare for their wedding. The thought of Chloe walking down the aisle to wed Alessio gives me sleepless nights, and that's the reason I got sick. Alessio is the pill I need, but sadly, I can't go to him.
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