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Liam
“Please, eat this before you get up.” I hand Cyra some dry crackers. She glares at me and doesn’t accept them, still looking a little sleepy, just waking up.
“You don’t need to baby me, I’m fine.” She sits up, looking around the room. “Where’s Spence?”
“Making you some ginger and mint tea.” I smile, sitting next to her on the bed and holding out the crackers again. “Please, eat them.”
“I’m fine.” She sighs, but accepts the pack, slowly opening it.
“That’s what you said yesterday, and then an hour later, you were sitting all still because you didn’t feel well.” She’s so headstrong. I love that about her, but sometimes I just wish she’d go with the flow, not try to do everything herself.
“You think that eating some of these will help in an hour?” She starts nibbling on the cra
