MIRA
The door clicked shut behind Sylvester, leaving behind a silence that felt heavier than the tension we just endured.
I stood there, arms folded across my chest, the firelight flickering behind me, casting shifting shadows on the wall. I didn’t move for a long moment. My heart was beating too loudly. My mind was racing in too many directions.
What was that?
Sylvester… asking to apologize to Nora? To make her Luna again? And still keep me beside him like some tolerated mistress?
It wasn’t part of my role here in RedMoon. The people who sent me knew this too.
I clenched my jaw, closing my eyes as frustration coursed through me like a wildfire. He was breaking, crumbling like wet clay. And worse, he didn’t even see it.
Everything we built, every step we had taken to gain control,
