08-21-2019, 04:56 PM
Sterling was still feeling under the weather but the fever had broken and she wasn't shaking anymore. She could eat a little. And her parents were concerned. Her doctors had come in several times while she was dilerous and checked on her. But Sterling didn't remember seeing them.
Risha had tried to see her many times but her parents had sent her away. And Sterling was craving personal contact. She sought out her parents and her brother, but that wasn't the same. They fawned over her and wanted to make sure she was alright despite the fact that she was up and walking again.
That didn't matter. So Sterling spent most of her time back in her room - alone.
Her wallet pinged often with messages from Risha, so when a social media platform kicked up a ping she sighed and resigned herself to another indignant post from her best friend looking to know when Sterling would make her appearance again. But the message was simple was not Risha.
She stared at the anonymous post with wonder. A relative?? For real? The post was anonymous, but he left his name. Nox. Sterling assumed Durante and he was in the hospital. Why?
And it was sort of sad, if they were the last of their family line alive? What happened to his parents? Did he have any siblings? What about grand parents on his Mom's side? Surely someone else existed besides them. How did this happen? How had he come to be in Moscow?
There were so many questions running through her mind. Even silly ones, like did he know he was named after the Roman Goddess of Night. That made her giggle. Or maybe his mom thought dropping the K was cool! Some parents were weird.
Sterling tapped away at her reply and hit sent. If they were both in bed, maybe they'd have a conversation worth having and not having to wait. She had so many questions.
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Risha had tried to see her many times but her parents had sent her away. And Sterling was craving personal contact. She sought out her parents and her brother, but that wasn't the same. They fawned over her and wanted to make sure she was alright despite the fact that she was up and walking again.
That didn't matter. So Sterling spent most of her time back in her room - alone.
Her wallet pinged often with messages from Risha, so when a social media platform kicked up a ping she sighed and resigned herself to another indignant post from her best friend looking to know when Sterling would make her appearance again. But the message was simple was not Risha.
She stared at the anonymous post with wonder. A relative?? For real? The post was anonymous, but he left his name. Nox. Sterling assumed Durante and he was in the hospital. Why?
And it was sort of sad, if they were the last of their family line alive? What happened to his parents? Did he have any siblings? What about grand parents on his Mom's side? Surely someone else existed besides them. How did this happen? How had he come to be in Moscow?
There were so many questions running through her mind. Even silly ones, like did he know he was named after the Roman Goddess of Night. That made her giggle. Or maybe his mom thought dropping the K was cool! Some parents were weird.
Sterling tapped away at her reply and hit sent. If they were both in bed, maybe they'd have a conversation worth having and not having to wait. She had so many questions.
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