The following day, early morning, Alpha Callum can be seen dozing on the chair. He opened his eyes wide, refusing to sleep. A few minutes more and everyone will be awake. He can finally go to sleep. He gently rubs his eyes with his hands, trying to stay awake.
He started yawning while glancing at the window. The first rays of the sunrise had already penetrated the room.
A new day has just begun.
A few minutes later, Clarice stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes. She looked at her son still sleeping soundly beside her. She placed her hand on his forehead. His body temperature is already normal to her touch. It looks like the fever has gone for good. She felt immense relief.
She glanced at Callum sitting in a chair nearby. "Good morning," she said softly.
"Good morning, babe," he rep
