POV: Luna
The next morning, I wake before dawn.
I couldn't sleep anyway. Every time I close my eyes, I see Miguel's face. Hear his last words.
I slip out of bed quietly, trying not to wake Nova.
But she's already awake.
"Where are you going?" she whispers.
"Moon Circle. I need to... I don't know. Say goodbye properly."
"I'll come with you."
"You don't have to."
"I know."
We dress in silence and head out into the pre-dawn darkness.
When we reach the Moon Circle, I'm surprised to find we're not alone.
Other students are already there. Maybe a dozen of them. All sitting quietly around the memorial stone from last night's ceremony.
They look up when we arrive, and I recognize the expression on their faces.
Grief.
Not just for Miguel. For others.
A girl I recognize from combat c
