Luna's POV
Being too careful with my steps, I failed to notice the flower pot on the corner which resulted on me tripping, my face almost planting on the cold ground, if I wasn't able to pin my hands in front.
I looked up to see my aunt shaking her head in disapproval while Devon was looking at me, confused and startled at the same time.
"Hello!" I shyly greeted as I raised my hand to cover my embarrassment.
Great, Luna. Smooth, real smooth.
I quickly sat on the far corner of the room as my Aunt and Devon continued their session.
A sigh escaped my lips after remembering how Devon almost didn't acknowledge my presence.
I resist the urge from crying as I listen to their session.
It has been a week since I last saw him or even talked to him.
Jiro had been visiting me often and asking
