Chapter 26

Laura POV

"The sun poured through my window, heralding another day's dawn and bringing with it new hope and aspiration. I rubbed my bleary eyes and walked to the window, where a pearly glow in the sky filled my heart with the promise of a better day ahead. The cheerful chirping of birds blended with the crisp morning breeze as it wafted into my room, enveloping me in the sights and sounds of nature from every angle."

"My hands gripped the window rail tightly, my gaze fixed on the distance, where the rusty roofs and extravagant buildings reminded me of my old crew. A sudden sound broke my trance, and I turned around, my laziness getting the better of me. 'Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead!' I called out, walked towards the bed, and glanced at the alarm clock. 'It's after 8, Val,' I reminded her, but she was still not fully awake, lost in slumber."

Valerie finally stirred, rubbing her eyes with a groggy expression. "What time is it?" she mumbled.

"After 8," I replied, trying to hide my amusement at her disheveled state.

She sat up with a jolt, her eyes wide with panic. "Oh no, I overslept! I have a class at 9!"I chuckled, enjoying her predicament. "Well, you'd better get moving then!"

Valerie scrambled out of bed, her hair tangled and her clothes rumpled. She stumbled towards the bathroom, muttering curses under her breath.

As she rushed to get ready, I couldn't help but think about our vastly different mornings. While she was scrambling to get to her meeting, I had the luxury of a lazy day ahead, with no plans other than perhaps a leisurely walk in the park.

But for now, I was content to watch Valerie's chaotic morning routine, happy to be the voice of reason in her chaotic world.

"Laura, please, can you throw me the towel in the bathroom? I forgot mine," Valerie pleaded, standing naked at the bathroom entrance. I chuckled and tossed her the towel. "And, Val, maybe consider shaving the hair under your arms. It's a bit more hygienic," I teased, trying to sound playful rather than critical.

Valerie caught the towel and wrapped it around herself, shooting me a mock glare. "Shut up, I'll get to it eventually!"

Valerie emerged from the bathroom towel-dried and hastily dressed in a crisp business suit. She grabbed her bag and headed for the door, her expression focused and determined.

"Good luck with your class!" I called out, settling back into my lazy morning routine.

"Thanks, I'll need it!" She replied, already halfway out the door. As the door closed behind her, I smiled to myself. Valerie was always so driven and focused on her career. I admired her ambition, even if it didn't quite align with my own more relaxed approach to life.

I spent the next hour lounging in bed, browsing social media, and watching the sun rise higher in the sky. It was shaping up to be a beautiful day, and I was content to simply enjoy it.

"It had been over two hours since Valerie left, and I was feeling restless. The monotony of cooking, eating, and puttering around the apartment had become suffocating. I needed a change of scenery. I decided to take a walk outside, beyond the confines of my gate. The fresh air and sunshine beckoned, and I couldn't resist the urge to escape the dullness that had settled in."

As I strolled through the neighborhood, the warm sun on my skin and the sweet scent of blooming flowers lifted my mood. I wandered aimlessly, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling streets. People passed by, each with their own story, their own struggles, and their own triumphs. I felt a sense of connection—a reminder that I was part of something bigger than myself.

I turned a corner and stumbled upon a small park. The green grass and vibrant flowers drew me in. I sat down on a bench, watching children play and laugh together. Their carefree joy was contagious, and I found myself smiling.

As I sat down, a commotion in the nearby tree caught my attention, its rustling leaves and chirping birds momentarily distracting me from the scene unfolding beside me. But my focus soon shifted to the two young couples sitting nearby, their heated argument commanding the attention of everyone in the park.

It was clear that their relationship was at a crossroads, with each partner stubbornly refusing to concede their point. The tension was palpable, and I found myself drawn into their drama, wondering what had sparked such an intense disagreement.

The argument escalated, with each partner's voice rising in anger. I couldn't help but wonder what had sparked such a fierce debate. Had they been together for a long time, or was this a relatively new relationship? Did they love each other deeply, or were they just holding on to a fading flame?

As I watched, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the nearby tree, carrying the whispers of the past. Memories of my own relationships flooded my mind—the triumphs and failures, the joy and heartache. I thought of Valerie and how our friendship had endured despite our differences.

The couple's argument reached a fever pitch, and then suddenly, they fell silent. The tension was palpable, and I braced myself for the worst. But instead, they looked into each other's eyes, and I saw something there that gave me hope. A glimmer of understanding, a spark of love that still burned bright.

Something Damian shared with me, all excuse till he fell into Arla Web; she was such an evil lady. My thoughts reached out to Damian as his rejection was still fresh to make decisions for another alpha.

They were now holding hands, their faces filled with a newfound understanding and appreciation for each other. It was as if they had weathered a storm and come out stronger on the other side. I'm just not lucky to have a mate.