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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