The next day, I woke up to find it was already the afternoon. I'd been burning with a fever all night. My head pounded, and my throat was so hoarse I couldn't speak.I checked my phone and saw dozens of unread messages."Happy birthday, Calista! I bought you a yacht—let's take it for a spin soon!""Callie, your dad insisted on flying back to celebrate your birthday. Honestly, I can't do anything about him.""Happy 25th birthday, Callie! I'll always love you!"The screen was filled with birthday wishes from my parents, who were abroad, Christopher, friends, and classmates. They'd all sent their blessings.But Emilio, who slept by my side every night, hadn't sent a single message.I sighed, my mind fuzzy as I vaguely recalled asking Emilio to get me a glass of water in the middle of the night. However, he'd been on the balcony, taking a call. After ending the call, he'd left in a hurry, and he hadn't come back since.I dragged my exhausted body out of bed. The fever made it har
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