Phoebe
“I understand, Mom.”
Mom ended the call with her usual words of encouragement. No matter what, she was still my mom—the kind who would always check on her daughter’s needs on the first day of school, whether it was a new semester or not. Oh, Moon Goddess, how I missed the bustling mornings when Phoenix would tease me about my perpetually messy appearance.
“Maybe I should visit her when I have some free time.”
I glanced over the study schedule Finley had sent me and felt relieved to know I could count on him for biology. Taking on Phoenix’s role as the sharp and talented one meant I had to stay focused, especially on the subjects he excelled in. For a moment, I wondered why the Moon Goddess had given us such different abilities despite us being twins.
Locking the door behin
