~Jasmine~
"This is madness," I whispered to myself.
"Why is she doing this? He isn't even hers. He never was."
“What's that?" Freya asked.
"What's that behind your back, Jas?" she asked again.
I forced a smile…Freya was here to study, to build a life, I couldn't keep pulling her into my problems…every time I cried…she was there…every time I had a crisis…she was there.
"Nothing, Freya. Just some old scrap paper," I lied.
She looked at me for some time…then just nodded.
"You look like you're about to fall over," I told her "Go on, get in the shower. I'll make you some warm milk and tomorrow we will make that call to your family, "You need to sleep well tonight, or you’re going to collapse in your morning lecture tomorrow."
"Thank you," she replied sounding breathless...
She turn
