Ada
It feels as if my smile is permanently engraved on my face. My facial muscles are hurting, but people keep on coming to congratulate me. Some of them are more enthusiastic than others. Especially the single girls who had hopes of becoming the future Luna. Throughout the entire night, I waited for someone to ask where Clyde and Margo are, but nobody even mentioned their names. I cannot tell if it is because everyone already knows that they are locked up or if nobody even realizes they are not here.
“If I knew I had to smile this much, I would’ve declined the position,” Zoe says as she joins me and hands me a drink which I gladly accept.
“You should enjoy it while you can,” I take a sip. “We will have to attack before Killian does.”
“Especially since he has bombs,” she sighs.
“Ada,
