18. Isabella Viana

955 Words

The house was quiet when I stepped out of my room, the first rays of sunlight filtering through the hallway windows. I walked toward Giulia’s bedroom, ready to wake her up for school, but the moment I opened the door, I realized something was wrong. She was curled up under the blankets, her small arms wrapped around herself. Her dark curls clung to her forehead, damp with sweat. I frowned and moved closer. “Gi?” I called softly, sitting beside her and placing my hand on her forehead. She was far too warm. She let out a small groan, opening her sleepy eyes with clear discomfort. “My tummy hurts, Isa…” My chest tightened. I brushed a hand over her flushed cheek and stood up immediately. “Wait just a second, sweetheart. I’ll be right back, okay?” I hurried out of the room, calling for

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