Luna turned over on the bed, feeling the pain in her belly, and curled herself into a ball.
This sensation was too much to bear.
A bell abruptly sounded at the door.
Luna shifted her head to face the door.
Who could it be at this point?
She initially ignored him, but then the phone rang.
She grabbed it up and looked at it; it was Wills Waltson again.
"Hello," she said as she picked up the phone.
"Just open the door."
"Are you the person at the door?"
"Otherwise, how many people would know about this place? "Please hurry up and open the door."
She rose slowly, went to the door, and opened it.
Wills Waltson couldn't help but grimace when he saw her pale face and his unkempt and worn appearance at the entrance.
"What's the matter?" Are you feeling uneasy anywhere? "What's the dea
