Alpha's Secret

Chapter Three: The One Person Who Truly Understands

I don't have many friends. Okay, I have one friend. Her name is Sarah, and she's the only person who's stuck with me through thick and thin.

We met in art class, bonding over our shared love of painting and music. She's the only person who doesn't judge me, who doesn't try to fix me.

Sarah's the opposite of me in every way. She's outgoing, bubbly, and confident. She's the one who drags me out of the house, who convinces me to take risks.

But despite our differences, we click. We understand each other in a way that no one else does.

Today, we're hanging out at the café, sipping coffee and talking about our lives. Sarah's telling me about her latest boyfriend, and I'm listening intently.

"You deserve so much better," I say, rolling my eyes.

Sarah laughs. "I know, I know. But he's cute, and he makes me happy."

I smile. "That's all that matters, I guess."

Sarah turns serious. "Hey, Emilia? Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," I say, feeling a sense of trepidation.

"What's going on with you?" Sarah asks, her eyes locked on mine. "You've been distant lately, and I can tell something's bothering you."

I sigh, feeling a sense of relief. Maybe it's time to tell someone about the dreams, about the feelings of restlessness.

"It's just...I don't know, Sarah. I feel like something's missing. Like there's something inside me, waiting to be unleashed."

Sarah nods thoughtfully. "I think I know what you mean," she says. "I've felt it too, sometimes."

I look at her in surprise. "Really?"

Sarah nods. "Yeah. Like there's something more out there, something we can't quite see."

I feel a sense of wonder. Maybe I'm not crazy after all. Maybe there's someone out there who understands me.