Freya’s P.O.V
“Freya?” Sarah called out as she entered my room and I was instantly up from the bed and racing towards her.
“How is Cameron? Has his fever gone down?” I asked her urgently, grabbing onto her shoulders.
But Sarah shushed me with a finger to her lips and pointed towards Julian’s form on my bed. Startled that I had almost forgotten about Julian, I took a deep breath and moved away from Sarah, but she caught my arm.
“It’s alright.” She gave me a small smile. “Would you like to talk somewhere else? Julian’s room perhaps?”
“Yes.” I nodded immediately and followed Sarah into Julian’s room that was right across from mine.