Laura's face deformed into sadness, "I'm going to move my stuff into his room, I just don't want any else to take it.." She said, getting up. The way she walked was showing how much she was depressed, she was walking so slowly and sometimes she would stumble.
After an hour..
Laura finished moving her things, walking to grab the glass box with dried rose..
The one thing that she had left of his heart..
"I-I'll talk to you l-later, A-Amanda.." It was clear she was fighting tears, she was stuttering. She walked out of the room, walking to Adam's.