|Luna Moore|
|Flashback|
The rain pounds against the windowpane, a steady rhythm that fills the silence between us. The soft glow of my bedroom lamp casts long shadows on the walls, wrapping the room in an intimate cocoon. Aurelia sits cross-legged on my bed, her golden hair slightly damp from the rain we ran through earlier, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on my comforter.
I lean against the headboard, one leg bent, my fingers drumming against my knee. My chest feels tight, my throat constricted as I stare at the ceiling, trying to find the words.
"I feel like an orphan," I say suddenly, my voice barely above a whisper.
Aurelia stills, her gaze snapping up to me, those piercing green eyes darkening with concern. "Luna..."
I shake my head, exhaling a bitter laugh. "I kn
