The third point of view:
"Julie, it's me," Isabella whispered into the ears of the peaceful-looking Julie deep asleep. When he didn't respond, she began to poke his nose.
"Isabella, what are you doing?" Pedro asked with confusion. Why was she trying to wake him up? They had come to visit, not disturb him - Julie needed all the rest he could.
"I'm trying to wake him up?" Isabella replied to him without even as much as a glance over her shoulder.
"Alright," He said without much thought, "Wait, what?!" His senses came back around. Pedro threw his hands up, "Why are you trying to wake him up, Isabella? He's a patient for crying out loud. He needs sleep,"
"Anabelle?" they heard a groan from the patient called Julie.
"Well, guess who's awake? Lucky me," Isabella was delighted with how everything turned out to be.
