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Rahi weakly turned her head, emitting a low moan. Slowly, she opened her eyes and encountered a blurry figure in front of her, their deep and captivating eyes fixed upon her. "Anu..." she uttered his name, her voice tinged with pain and hoarseness. He placed his palm gently on her forehead, removing the cold pack and setting it aside on the tray. Rahi took a deep breath, blinking her eyes slowly as her vision gradually cleared. She realized that he had been applying the cold pack to her forehead, easing her fever. A warmth spread in her heart, and she longed to embrace him. "How do you feel now?" he asked in a low, seductive voice, covering her with the quilt. She smiled and sat up, leaning back against the pillows. "Why are you still awake? You should sleep," she said softly. "I will.