Chapter 322
"Today?" Delia Fleming's eyes lit up, her smile widening. She sounded a little excited as she said, "Quick, Fifi, can you call her for me? Ask her to sneak me a bottle of Coke."
"This..." Fiona Barnett hesitated, looking unsure. "Delia, both Curtis and Noah said you’re not allowed to drink that stuff."
"Come on! Just two sips, I promise!" Delia declared, her tone so confident it was as though she would raise her hand in oath.
"Delia Fleming, don't even think about it!" Suddenly, Cassandra Tate’s voice came from the doorway. She entered, carrying Cody.
"Cody!" Delia's face instantly lit up, practically glowing with joy.
"Delia, stop moving, hold on!" Fiona panicked as soon as she saw Delia stir, rushing to steady her. It was as if she was afraid Delia might get out of bed in one swoop.
Delia and Cassandra both chuckled.
Cassandra teased, "Delia, seriously, can’t you stay still for once? You keep making everyone worry about you!"
"I am not! You guys are just way too paranoid," Delia prot

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