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... y experiencing. He didn’t understand why he had fallen so ill, but one thing was certain. His head was killing him.
His body was also sweating profusely, soaking his bed. He opened his eyes, looking for Julian, but his husband was not near him at that moment.
"Julian," he called weakly, but Julian, who was with Donald at the time, couldn’t hear him.
Even though he called him several times, his voice was so small that he was sure Julian couldn’t hear him.
His throa ...
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