Laura's POV:
It was finally the D-Day. I woke up earlier than the alarm as I was already feeling so jittery. I went out and ran more than usual in the hope of clearing my mind a bit. The truth was I had no reins of my own life in my hands and it was so disturbing. It felt like someone else was dictating my whole life and I was bound to do whatever they wanted like a puppet.
Back in my room, I greeted Addy with a gloomy, “Good morning.”
Her voice was even more grieving as she replied dully, “Good morning.”
I looked at her and frowned at her condition. Hair exploded in every direction, eyes puffed up, and dry tear stains on her cheeks indicated that she was suffering.
Slowly, I tip- toed to her bed, “What happened? Are you okay?”
She slumped back on her bed and buried her face under th
