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Chapter 103: The Fever
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... she held the worried Glimora in her hands.
The little creature kept making those tiny distressed sounds, wriggling like it wanted to leap onto Isabella and fix everything with its tail or something. Opehlia hugged Glimora tighter, her own round face scrunched with fear as she stared at the woman buried in soaked furs, who hadn’t moved in what felt like forever.
"She’s not moving," Opehlia whispered, panicked. "She’s just sweating and breathing weird and--what if she dies?"
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