***Freya***
I go back to the room and thankfully find Ella there. She appears to be in a great mood, humming to herself while doing some homework. "How was psychology?" I ask. "The usual. I definitely see why people pick to do it at university. It's all subjective, and basically you can't really go too wrong," she replies, tapping her pen against her notebook. "So...I just got back from the greenhouse," I say slowly. Ella's face lights up. "Oh! Did you see the plants? Oh my gosh, Freya it felt so incredible. The feeling of giving life back to those plants...it was so liberating," she says excitedly, her eyes shining. I smile at her. She looks like a child on Christmas morning. I am really happy that she is so excited. "Ella, can you please do me a favour and just please keep your guard up
