Feeling sick

Freda's POV

I closed the door gently and walked to my bed to sit on the edge of the bed, trying not to think about what had just happened between me and him. But his words kept reverberating in my mind. I heaved a sigh as I leaned backward to rest my back. I suddenly noticed that I was feeling a slight headache but decided not to attach much importance to it.

Perhaps it was because of me, being worried about Hardin. Too much adrenaline rush. I thought as I took a deep breath. I closed my eyes, tilting my head from side to side. I stood up from the bed slowly and groaned slightly as I felt some pain all over my body. I climbed back into the bed and lay properly on the bed as the headache kept lingering in my head. I heaved a sigh as I turned on the bed, laying on my arm.

Am I sick? I thought in my mind. I lay there for a moment and tried to sleep. I yawned, and just as I was about to close my eyes, my door opened, and I turned to look at who was there. I hissed inaudibly as my gaze fe