LISA’S POV
I couldn’t sleep.
The silence of the room pressed down on me, heavy and suffocating, as I lay in bed, staring at the cracked ceiling above. My mind was a storm—a chaotic whirlwind of desperation and fury. Aiden was slipping through my fingers like sand, no matter how tightly I clenched my fists. He was supposed to be mine. I was supposed to be his Luna. His everything.
But Elena.
Her name burned in my chest like a brand—searing, relentless. As long as she existed in his heart, I would always be second to nothing. Always the shadow, never the light. I couldn’t live like that. I wouldn’t.
My fingers trembled as they pressed against my stomach, the slight curve a reminder of the life growing inside me. This baby was my anchor, my only tether to Aiden. But it wasn’t enough. A c
