CAMILLA'S POV
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"I can't stay in bed, do you know what Brandon will think?" I sneer as Jared pins me down with the covers. "Just call your assistant and let her handle it,", "No way," I grit out. My blood is boiling, my entire body hurts, and if I stay in bed for one more second, I am going to cry while losing my mind. "I doubt that you can see how sick you are," Jared refuses to budge, "I can feel it, and you're hurting me!" I yell, "I'm not even touching you," he scoffs like I'm being the one who's being ridiculous.
My eyes narrow on him, "It's time for you to go home." I demand, and he snorts, shaking his head, "Not a chance. You'll just run to work.", "I'm sick, I can't run.", "Exactly, you'll crawl because the second your fever hits you like a truck when you get up, you'll be sitt
