Chapter 9 Sonya’s Message

“Hmm…”

A small sound came from Alan’s bed. Rose, who had fallen asleep in the chair beside him, jolted awake. Her hair was messy, her eyes swollen from lack of sleep.

“Alan?” Rose leaned closer, gently touching the boy’s forehead. “Your fever’s down. Thank goodness.”

Alan slowly opened his eyes...

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