I wake up, my head dripping with sweat. It was a dream. A bloody nightmare. I look beside me to find Luke fast asleep, still naked. I heave a sigh of relief. I tuck my hair behind my ear as I reach for a glass of water beside my bed. The jug is empty.

"Bloody hell." I whisper. I get up, trying to move around as quietly as I can so I do not wake Luke. I'm by the bathroom door, near the coat rack. I pick a white robe from the coat rack and put it on. I walk back to the bed and cover Luke properly with the duvet.

I drop the jug on the kitchen dining as I enter. I tie my hair in a messy bun. I open the fridge and scan for anything edible to eat. I grab the jug of milk inside and a bar of snickers. As I close the fridge, I shriek in shock as I see a figure in the dark. The figure walks slowly towards me as she plays with her red hair. It is Laurel.

I'm relieved, "You know, you really do have a problem." I say as I walk to the dining to drop the jug of milk.

problem. You are my problem." She says as I go to the cabinet to get

tell me exactly why that

violently, causing a loud noise. "Luke. You don't love him, so

I ask. I chuckle, "I wish Luke could see this crazy side of you, but somehow he refuses to believe

has a huge frown on. I smirk internally, knowing I made her so angry. Where my words came from, I had no idea but I was glad I could stand up for myself.

just a mere worker. I saw his sweat, and I deserve to have Luke because I had his back when no one else did. I made him breakfast, lunch and dinner, I treated his wounds after he got sick or wounded!

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