Luna's POV
I was distracted this morning. I was barely able to get through a class without thinking about Lucas. He was so weird the other night. I wondered if he was over me. After all, he was a billionaire. He was probably used to having a new girl every other week. I suppose if our little fling was really over, I'd be okay. It's not like we had made much progress in our relationship, anyway.
'Focus Luna,' I told myself, trying to get my mind off of Lucas. Just then, my phone buzzed. I removed it from my pocket to reveal that an unknown number had texted me. The message was strange, it read 'Nadie es lo que aparenta ser.'
It was a reference to a popular Spanish saying, 'nothing is what it looks like'. It was so strange. It felt like the sender of this message was alluding to someone.
