You Have A Fever

Roland's eyes slowly opened as the morning light peeked through the curtains.

He groaned and shifted in bed, feeling the weight of exhaustion and sickness in his bones. His head throbbed, and his throat felt raw and scratchy.

He knew he should get up and start his day, but he couldn't bring himself to move.

He laid there for a few more minutes, lost in his thoughts.

His father's condition had been deteriorating, and the pressure of running the company was weighing heavily on him.

He couldn't afford to be sick, not with his half-brother Alex waiting for any opportunity to take over the business.

Roland let out a sigh. "I can't be sick. Not now, not ever," he murmured to himself.

As he tried to sit up, he felt a wave of dizziness hit him, and he fell back onto the pillows.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart.

Suddenly, he heard a soft knock on the door, and then the door creaked open.

Seraphina, his maid, walked in, carrying a tray of breakfa
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