As Ati stepped into the pack house, the dim light revealed Luna Essa seated in a chair, her expression clouded with worry.
The atmosphere felt heavy, as if the walls themselves mourned.
“Oh, Luna,” Ati began, feigning concern. “I heard about the kidnapping.”
Luna looked up, her eyes reflecting a mixture of sadness and resignation.
“Oh, news travels fast,” she replied, her voice tinged with weariness.
Ati hesitated, searching for the right words. “I want to apologize for what happened the other time.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Luna said softly. “You’re all my kids. And I forgave you a long time ago.” Despite her words, there was a lingering sadness in her gaze.
Taking a deep breath, Ati steeled herself. “Luna, I need to tell you something important. I think I might know who actually
