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“E-Eddie!” Glenda exclaimed, drawing the attention of the other two.
The young man blinked, his eyes unfocused. Niccholas's gaze was one of pure concern, while Zaito's was cautious. Eddie groaned.
“My head hurts a lot,” he replied in a hoarse voice, trying to sit up. Glenda helped him, placing a pillow behind his back.
“What happened?”
His eyes fell on Selene. She was lying next to him, sleeping peacefully. Eddie's body stiffened. He didn't move. No one in the room did. He just stared at her for a long moment. Glenda felt time stand still.
Then, without looking at anyone, Eddie got up. He got out of bed, shuffling his feet toward the bathroom, his figure trembling. The silence was deafening.
“He knew,” Niccholas murmured, his eyes fixed on the bathroom door.
“Yes,” Glenda
