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Tessa didn’t even try to hide her irritation. She folded her arms, lifted her chin, and practically vibrated with the kind of reckless confidence I’d never mastered.
Sometimes I envied her for it. She could cut someone down with a single sentence, leave them questioning their entire existence, and sleep peacefully afterward. Meanwhile, I had to measure every breath I took.
Being Luna meant I didn’t have the luxury of letting my temper loose. No matter the provocation, the disrespect, the arrogance thrown in my face—I was expected to remain composed, wise, calm. A soothing presence. A balancing force... a symbol.
I couldn’t help admiring Tessa’s energy, though. Goddess, I needed lessons from her—lessons on how to shut some people up with style. But that wasn’t my role, and everyone
