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Chapter 9
“Oliver.”
The named boy opened his eyes for a couple of seconds without recognizing the person in front of him. Chrystal moved away a little, seeing how he slowly began to recover consciousness.
“You fainted after eating,” she said as she saw the confusion on his sore face, “you had a fever.”
Oliver was surprised to see her, not knowing how long he had been asleep. He was sorry for causing more trouble to the girl with strange reddish hair. He wanted to apologize, but his mouth was so heavy he could barely swallow his own saliva. His whole body ached for more rest, he felt worse than a few hours ago… or was it days?
“Drink.”
The girl passed him a clear glass with water. Oliver stretched his arm with great effort; however, his hand could not support the weight and slipped to crash with the floor. Oliver let out a gasp and forced himself to get up quickly to pick up the glass, trying to get the w
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