What's The Next move..
Laura let out a long, exasperated sigh, pushing a glass of water into my hands, her fingers brushing against mine as she did. "Girl, get yourself together," she said gently but firmly, her voice both comforting and insistent. She sat beside me on the couch, the weight of her presence offering me some sort of anchor, but nothing could calm the storm raging inside my chest.
I stared at the glass, my fingers trembling as I gripped it, the coldness of the water offering no relief to the heat rising inside me. I couldn’t even focus enough to bring the glass to my lips.
Laura adjusted herself, leaning in just a bit closer. Her gaze softened. "What the hell is going on, huh?" Her tone was quieter now, genuine concern in her voice. "You've been acting off all day, like s
