Ava’s Point of View
The second I step outside, Luna pushes herself off the car and straightens.
Her eyes immediately narrow slightly when she sees my face.
“You look terrible.”
I glare at her.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
I groan softly and walk past her towards the passenger side.
“I really don’t want to talk right now.”
I mutter while reaching for the door handle.
Luna watches me carefully for a second before sighing.
“Fine.”
She says finally.
“But we are talking in the car.”
I close my eyes briefly.
Of course we are.
I climb into the passenger seat without another word and she gets into the driver’s seat a second later.
The silence between us is painful.
Not angry, and not exactly awkward either.
Just... tense.
I stare out the window while Luna starts the car and p
