Felix felt anxious about Lune being in the shower. It was well past eleven and if Aurora suddenly arrived, how would he explain things to her, or to Lune. He felt like the fox in the proverbial henhouse. If not for the fact that Lune had nearly been raped, he might have suspected her of trying to set him up. Why she was there though, still remained a mystery.
All his anxiety came to nothing though. By midnight, he felt confident that Aurora would not be showing up. Perhaps, he thought, the text hadn’t come from Aurora; but if not from her, from whom…?
The days past and the elusive texter remained silent. Meanwhile, Lune hunted for her attackers, but they too remained elusive. When she wasn’t on the hunt, she tried to make time to see Felix, but he
