The sound reverberated across the room, leaving Moon and Aiden wide-eyed and mouths almost hanging open, trying to process what happened.
Aiden, though shocked is inwardly happy that Moon could do something as huge as slap him and not regret it. Seeing it as a sign of strength and strong will, he is about to commend her on her boldness when he notices her face morph into an emotion he could already identify.
Moon, taking his wide eyes and his tongue repeatedly poking out through the part of his cheeks where he was slapped to mean anger, began to tremble, the image from earlier in his room resurfacing in her head.
“Are you hurt?” Moon’s original self was back, pushing against the thin surface to save herself from another traumatic moment.
Seeing him keep staring at her, his initial sh
