Anna froze the moment she stepped into Gerald’s room.The air felt thick, heavy with heat and something darker—fear, maybe. His body glistened with sweat, his breath shallow, teeth clenched as he muttered broken, fever-soaked words that didn’t string into anything real.Her heart kicked painfully against her ribs.She moved before she could think, lowering herself onto the edge of his bed. The sheets were warm—too warm. His forehead nearly burned her palm when she touched him. A fever. A bad one.“Gerald…” she whispered, voice trembling. He didn’t hear her.She rushed downstairs, her footsteps frantic, her hair whipping behind her as she stormed into the kitchen.Xander almost dropped the apple he was cutting. His eyes followed her like she was a ghost who had walked into the wrong house.“What—” he mouthed silently, watching her grab a bowl, fill it with water, snatch a towel from the drawer.She didn’t even look like a visitor. She looked like someone who belonged there.Someone who
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