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When we returned, Amber seemed unusually quiet. As I closed the door to our bedroom, I couldn’t suppress my concern and needed to know what was going on.
“Amber?” I called.
She turned around, her expression rather pale.
“Are you okay?” I asked, walking over to her.
“I think so,” she replied.
I looked at her with concern. “You think so?”
I placed my hand on her neck. While her skin was warm, she wasn’t feverish, but she did seem a bit spooked.
“I-I don’t know,” she said.
“You don’t know?”
She appeared confused, which only heightened my worry.
“Let’s go find Gavin,” I suggested, reaching for her hand, but Amber held me back.
“No, no,” she protested.
“What? What do you mean, no?”
She sighed and moved closer to me. “I’m okay.”
“You just said—”
“I’m not dying!” she insi
