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SYDNEY'S POV I closed my eyes and muttered, "Moon Goddess, damn it!" Why did he have to wake up now? Bella and I stared at him. Bella's gaze held concern, while mine, I was sure, was drilling holes into him. "Don’t give her," he reiterated, his gaze locked on me. He looked less drunk now. His words didn’t slur as much anymore, and his gaze was steady to an extent. That soup must be a very effective one, even though it looked like vomit. I contemplated asking her for the recipe. Bella shifted closer to him, her brows creased. "Alexander," she placed her palm on his cheek and made him turn his face to her. "You should get more rest." "No," he shook his head and removed her palm from his cheek. "I need to stay awake to make sure you don’t give her." He blinked rapidly for a few seconds