"Can you move at all? I'll help you upstairs. It's too cold down here," Clara said, glancing at Alexander, who was still slumped on the couch.

The rain from the night before had brought in a chill, and the temperature had dropped noticeably. It wouldn't be long before winter fully set in, and it to snow in Laskoton soon. set in, and it was going

Alexander nodded wealdy, understanding his limits. He wasn't about

Clara draped his arm over her shoulder and carefully helped him to his feet. Step by painstaking step, they made their way upstairs.

Alexander's bedroom was spacious-clearly two rooms that had been combined into one. Clara couldn't help but notice that just one wall separated his bedroom and her own. The poor soundproofing explained why he'd heard her the night before. Once she managed to get him to the bed, she gently lowered him onto it. After making sure he was settled, she went back downstairs to grab his medication and a class of water.

Retuming to his bedside, she placed the items on the nightstand. "Take the meds in eight hours, and there's water here if you need it. Call me if anything comes up.

still flushed with fever. Sweat plastered his hair to his forehead, making him look

Got it. You should go rest," Alexander muttered, his voice rough and lus face st more vulnerable than usual

Clara nodded and tumed to leave. As she reached the door, she heard his voice.

"Clara... Thanks #

ntly, her expression satt. "No problem."

She smiled faintly,

Quietly, she closed the door behind her. Back at her place, Clara made some chicken and vegetable soup for Alexander. She also washed and cut up some fresh fruit, During it would help him recover faster

After preparing a simple bowl of soup for herself, she packed Alexander's soup and fruit into containers and headed next door again.

The front door was unlocked, so she let herself in and went straight upstairs. Knocking gently on his bedroom door, she called out,

"Yeah, come in "Alexander replied after a moment, his voice raspy and tinged with exhaustion.

dare opened the door to find him sitting up in bed. He raised an eyebrow when he saw her.

"You'r back already?" he asked, his tone surprised.

*I figured you hadn't eaten all day," she said, setting the containers on his nightstand. "I made you some soup and brought you some fruit."

Alexander stilled, his gaze flickering to hers. Something unreadable passed through his eyes-perhaps a mix of surprise and something deeper. After a pause, he let out a faint chuckde. "Didn't think you'd be so caring."

Cara rope for a moment, her head lowering slightly as her eyes drifted downward. She didn't want him to see the emotions that flickered across her face.

rally not," she said softly "I just picked up a few things along the way

The truth was, everything she'd done-making soup, cutting fruit, and tending to him- it was all second nature to her because of Wren. He had cared for her in exertly this way whenever she'd been sick, staying by her side and doing everything for her without a word of complaint.

Alexander noticed her sudden quietness and wondered if he'd said the wrong thing. Scratching the back of his neck awlowardly, he tried to Well, whatever the reason, in Marving Thanks for this

Clara's lips cursed into a fat "nothing. You've helped me before."

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Alexander remembered how cold and distant he'd been toward her at first. Feeling a twinge of guilt, he avoided her gaze, his eyes darting elsewhere. For the first Tune, the inspukeistention between then seemed to dissipate. After a moment of silence, Clara spoke up, breaking the awkwardness. "You should eat w

while it's still warm. I'll head back now. I'll stop by in the morning with

Alexandry nodded. It was late, and he didn't want her lingering too long at his place. "Souls good." As Clareturned to leave, she glanced back at

tied how his illness had suttened his usually sharp features and suited before turning to leave.

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