Aria's POV
"Do you ever get the feeling that something bad is going to happen?" I asked.
Mia, who was sitting opposite me, glanced at me. "Aria, with everything that's been happening around us, it's hard not to feel uneasy. But all we can do is pray to the Moon Goddess for protection."
We were sitting on the porch of Mia's house, a bowl of fresh strawberries between us. The morning sun was warm, and the air was thick with the scent of wildflowers from the garden.
Despite the tranquility, there was an underlying tension in the air, especially with everything that was happening.
I picked up a strawberry, rolling it between my fingers before taking a bite. The sweetness was comforting, but my thoughts were far from the taste. "I'm glad we became friends, Mia," I murmured. "It's been nice
