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"So, how are you?" Alessia asked as she combed her luscious brown waves, walking into her room from the bathroom.
"I am good." River shrugged, leaning back on the headrest of her bed.
It was some eleven in the night and while Adam and Mateo were still working, Alessia and she had decided to spend some time on our own. The twins were asleep and hence would have to wait till the morning to meet their aunt.
River knew that staying up was a bad idea considering she didn't get much sleep the last night as well but she had decided that she really didn't want to get used to comfortable and long sleep because though she didn't know when, she had to go back to being an underpaid overworking surgeon someday and it would be agonizing switching to her totally unhe
