Ella’s POV
I stood in my childhood room with my childhood and even adulthood best friend, Brianna, sitting curled up on my bed hugging a fluffy pillow close to her chest. I stared at myself in the mirror, and I couldn’t believe how much older I looked.
I was no longer a child; I looked a lot like my mother with the same wisdom and courage in my eyes. Starting around my room, there were trophies and pictures of Bri and me in high school, even a couple from middle school. There were stuffed animals and some of the artwork I made. There were also a lot of books and journals.
This represented who I was and who I currently me. The past vs. the present.
This room was my safe haven when times were tough. It was a place to go when I needed privacy or inspiration, or when I just wanted to feel like myself.
“Are you sure you want to donate this stuff?” Bri asked, frowning as she glanced around the room as well.
I couldn’t even count how many times we’ve hung out in this room. We had some of our best heart-to-hearts curled up on my bed and hugging fluffy pillows close to our chests. We’ve cried together and we laughed together. I knew Bri was sad to see it all slipping away.
I was sad too, but it was necessary and time for us to move on from this chapter in our life. It was time to move forward.
I nodded as I glanced over my shoulder at Bri. She was holding one of our pics from high school and a smile tugged at her lips.
“It’s a shame to see our childhood over,” she sighed.
I turned my body around to face her completely.
“I’m not giving up our pictures. I was thinking of getting a photo album, or maybe I’ll scrapbook them,” I suggested.
She lifted her gaze to meet mine.
“Maybe we can scrapbook together?” She asked hopefulness in her tone.
We were going to be living in the same packhouse; we were going to be hanging out a bunch and I couldn’t wait for this.
“Absolutely,” I said with a smile.
I went toward one of my many shelves on my wall and started to grab the trophies off it so I could place them in the box. Getting rid of this stuff was difficult, but it’s not like I needed it anymore. These were just from competitions and sporting events I won.
All the trophies and rewards that I got from my artwork I’m keeping because that could benefit my career after graduation.
Just as I bent to lift the box and place it on my bed, I felt a flurry in my stomach, making me freeze, but only for a moment.
“Oh,” I breathed as I placed my hands on my swollen belly and straightened my back.
Bri looked up from the pictures she was rummaging through and narrowed her eyes at me.
“Are you okay?” She asked.
I smiled and then nodded.
“The boys are kicking,” I chuckled.
“I can’t believe you are having boys,” Bri said, shaking her head. “I was really hoping you’d have at least one girl. Girl clothes are so much better than boy clothes.”
I couldn’t help but laugh and shake my head at my friend.
“I’m sure shopping for them will be just as fun,” I told her.
She sighed.
“I mean yeah, I love them regardless,” Bri said as she kicked off my bed and started to help me pack the rest of my stuff.
By the time we had finished, a couple of hours had passed, and we were exhausted.
“We should get back to the packhouse and get some sleep. Tomorrow is your big day, and you want to be well-rested,” Bri said with a grin.
I nodded in agreement.
She was right; tomorrow was one of the biggest days of my life so far. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t terrified.
I wanted to do this much earlier before my belly began to show, but Colton insisted on taking our time and planning this right.
So, months later, and with a swollen belly filled with pups, I was a night away from marrying my mate and the love of my life. Hence why I was packing up my childhood room and moving full-time to the Calypso pack. I was going to be part of their pack soon, which meant I no longer needed a room at the Nova pack.
Colton was now my home.
I was moving on to my next chapter.
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