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... for many days finally boiled over in the morning.
Nathan had just reached the top of the stairs after preparing his lunch, as was now normal. Then Nael appeared from the opposite direction. The moment their eyes met, Nael’s expression went from blank to sharp, visible disgust.
He veered toward the wall, pressing his shoulder against it as if Nathan carried a plague he didn’t want to catch.
Nathan stopped dead. He’d had enough of the nonsense.
"I’m not a germ, Nael ...
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