MIRA’S POV
“I’m Mira…”
The words slipped out before I could catch them.
For one fractured second, the world tilted.
The music still pounded through the club. Lights flashed in violent bursts of color. Laughter echoed around us.
But for me, everything dulled.
A strange silence settled over the table.
Then—
A burst of laughter.
“Girl, you’re gone,” one of the women said, shaking her head, clearly amused. “We need to slow you down.”
Another leaned forward, grinning. “She means Luna, obviously. Or are there ghosts walking amongst us now?”
More laughter followed.
And just like that the tension in the room eased off.
I forced a small smile, lifting my glass again as if nothing had happened as if I hadn’t just nearly shattered everything I had built and wrecked my chance completely a
