Luna’s POV
The night was cold, the kind that seeped into your bones no matter how tightly you wrapped your coat around yourself. But I barely felt it. My fingers curled into fists at my sides, my breath misting in the air as I stood outside Liam and Ava’s house, hidden in the shadows of the trees.
Inside, warm golden light spilled from the dining room window, illuminating the figures seated around the table. Ava sat there, nestled between our parents, her face alight with laughter. And beside her, Liam.
My Liam.
I clenched my jaw so tightly it hurt, my nails digging into my palms. The way he looked at her—it was unbearable. His eyes, once filled with the same devotion for me, now held something softer, deeper, something I had never been able to reach.
Love.
It twisted in my gut, a sh
