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CHAPTER 117

London's POV

I leaned on the headboard as Jericho fed me the vanilla flavored porridge. I felt much better then when I had just woken up, and I could seat up on my own.

Jericho fed me a spoon, and I accepted it. My taste buds which had been asleep along with me came to live.

Suddenly a knock came...