~Ava
I paced the length of the room for the hundredth time, my bare feet making no sound against the soft rug. My thoughts were loud enough. Was this really the best choice? Signing a contract to be the Luna of a man I barely knew… all for revenge?
I paused, catching my reflection in the mirror across the room.
I looked broken. Hair messy. Eyes tired. Hollow. There were no sparkles in them anymore. No joy. Just pain wrapped in grief. I ran my fingers over my cheeks, wiping away the silent tears. What was left of me, really?
I had no home to return to. No family. My brother was gone. Murdered. And the world, as usual, moved on like nothing happened.
If I turned down Edward’s offer, I’d be back on the streets. Alone. Vulnerable. And more depressed than I already was. But if I accepted…
