Chapter 44Marinel's POV I KNOCKED, but there was no answer. Hesitantly, I opened the door, the darkness inside a stark contrast to the soft light of the hallway. I almost stumbled in the gloom, catching myself on a small table just in time to prevent the tray from crashing to the floor. Fumbling for my phone, I used its light to navigate the room, finally locating the lampshade.The light revealed Caldwill, lying in bed, shirtless, his face pale and drawn. I reached for the blanket, intending to cover him, but he grasped my hand, his touch surprisingly feverish. Instinctively, I placed my hand on his forehead. He was burning up. "You have a fever," I murmured, attempting to withdraw my hand, but he held on tight, his grip surprisingly strong."Caldwill," I protested, but he only tightened his grip."I hate you," he rasped, the words a low, guttural growl.My eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You're just sick," I replied, trying to gently disengage my hand. "Do you have selective
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