POV: Sarina
The next morning dawned cloudy, and the sky seemed to reflect exactly how I felt—gray and exhausted. I had barely slept the night before. The dinner scene kept replaying in my mind, every detail reviving the pain and humiliation.
Lilian smiling. Zander remaining silent. Me standing up and leaving with feigned dignity. And then… emptiness.
I walked over to the mirror in the corner of the room and stared at my reflection. My eyes were sunken, my shoulders slumped. I didn’t look like a Luna. I didn’t feel like one.
With a sigh, I glanced down at my own belly. It hadn’t grown yet, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my baby would start to show. And Zander… Zander didn’t even know about him, about our child.
He was growing more distant by the day. Lilian seem
