WhenLucianreturnedhome,Reyawasstilllyinginbed.
Hequietlypushedthedooropenandpressedthebackofhishandtoherforehead.Cooltothetouch.Herfeverhadlikelybroken.
Herfacewassopaleitseemedalmosttranslucent,makingherdelicatefeaturesstandoutlikethoseofalittlepixie.
Luciansatontheedgeofthebed,staringather,momentarilylostinthought.
Whydidhethinkshelookedlikeapixie?Shewasclearlythelittleangelhecaredaboutthemost.
"Dad,you''reback."
Reya''seyesflutteredopen,herdelicatelashescastingafaintshadowonhercheeks.
Luciansnappedoutofhisreverieandpattedherhead.
"Feelingbetter?Didyoutakeyourmedicine?"
Reyanoddedobediently.
"Moxicalledatnoon.Nooneanswered.Didyougoouttoday?"
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