Freya's pov
My shoulder aches through the rest of the afternoon but I try not to think about it too much because focusing on the pain just makes it worse and I have two more classes to get through before I can go back to my dorm and take some painkillers.
Logan walked me to my political science class and waited until I was inside before he left to go to his own afternoon classes and I appreciate the protection even though part of me feels guilty that they're all rearranging their schedules to keep an eye on me.
Professor Williams is lecturing about international relations and treaty negotiations but I'm having trouble concentrating because every time I shift in my seat my shoulder reminds me that Stella pushed me hard enough to knock me down and the memory makes my face hot with embarr
