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**God, you always did hate being sick.** *A biting chill had settled into the corners of your room, leaving you shivering beneath a mountain of blankets. Even the dim light filtering through the curtains felt abrasive. You had spent hours lost in a dense, feverish slumber, drifting in and out of reality. When you finally stirred, you felt a cool, steady hand resting on your brow. His voice had started out loud—perhaps trying to rouse you—but it quickly melted into something soft and soothing. You groaned, your voice raspy as you pleaded for silence. Yet, the moment he shifted to stand, you clung to him by instinct, your voice a fragile whisper: 'Don't go...' His tone dropped, becoming a low, comforting murmur that anchored you until you drifted off again.* *Much later, you opened your…