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Stephanie helped Allen into the hot bath, trying to relax his tense muscles. As he settled in, she noticed that he was moving slowly, his actions labored.

"Hey, are you okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face.

Allen nodded, his eyes closed. "Yeah, I'm fine."

But Stephanie wasn't convinced. She had never seen her brother like this before. He was always so full of energy, so vibrant. Now, he seemed drained, exhausted and she knew that it wasn't because of his injury.

As she helped him wash his body, he suddenly leaned forward, his body convulsing. Stephanie rushed to grab a towel as he threw up, the water splashing everywhere.

"Oh my god, Allen!" she exclaimed, alarm rising. "You need to see a doctor!"

But Allen shook his head, his face pale. "No, I'm fine. Just...just tired."

Stephanie frowned, unconvinced. "Tired? You're throwing up, Allen! Something's wrong!"

But Allen refused to listen, his jaw set in a stubborn line. "I said I'm fine, Steph. Drop it."

Stephanie sighed
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