It was a fine morning where the bird would sing out of the window or spreading their wings upon the air. Laura sighed out loud again. This would be her fifth time sighing out loud and of course, there was something bothering her.
Laura was by her desk, resting her arms on the table while she had her head faced down, looking at the desk. Mary and Lester had been watching Laura stay in that position since she came back from breakfast and they knew that for sure something had happened.
The first thing Mary had thought was Laura wasn't satisfied with the food earlier but Laura isn't a picky eater and so she scrapped that throughout. Mary gasped as she remembered that maybe this was related to yesterday night.
When she met Prince Winston by the doors of the estate.
