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Angel stood dutifully in the doorway of his daughter’s bedroom as he watched Rhys check in on her. She’d been complaining of a sore throat and lethargy for several days now and he couldn’t stand to see her miserable for another 2 days until her official appointment. Rhys had really come through for him, making an unofficial house call on such short notice. Angel didn’t forget things like that. Friends or not, he owed Rhys. Lissette drifted off to sleep nearly as soon as her head hit the pillow; Angel stepped out of the room and nodded for Rhys to follow him to the living room where they wouldn’t disturb her rest. “Thanks for helpin’ us out like this. Lissy usually hates doctors, but she likes you for some reason.”