At this point Georgie wasn’t sure who did and who didn’t know what had happened, she knew that her parents had been told since they’d arrived at the hospital hours after she’d arrived herself at Womack. But she’s spent the majority of her time at the hospital whilst she’d been in the active warzone half out of it, still recovering from the multiple surgeries she’d had before she’d been safe enough to tavel home. She’d finally gotten around to texting Denzel telling him she was no longer away, giving him brief details about what had happened and that she just wanted to see him. It had been nearly a year since she’d seen her friends and family, after seeing the look on her parents faces when they’d walked into her room, she could only imagine what Denzel’s would be. Georgie was nervous, her eyes constantly looking to the door whenever she heard footsteps and when it was finally him that came through it, she sighed in relief. “Denzel.” She struggled to push herself up in bed a little, winching and soon giving up as pain radiated down her back and side. “I’m sorry.” @fadiingstarliight