Liam's POV:
The weakness had hit again and I awoke to the room spinning. I turned to grab the glass from my bedside table, simultaneously switching on the bedside lamp. I lifted it to my lips but it was empty. I shakily swung my feet off the bed on to the soft carpet. I needed to see a doctor or someone but first I needed a drink. My throat was dry and parched, I couldn't remember how I got into this bed or for how long I had been here. The space next to me was empty. Where was Lily? Krish? I call out in my mind but my head just pounds harder. I stumble forward toward the door, opening it and exiting. The halls were silent, it was probably late in the night. I stumbled forward, the light in my father's office was still on and I could hear muffled noises, the door was ajar. I stumbled sile
