LEAH
“Hey, Andy, can we talk?” I caught her just as she was about to leave after dropping off my lunch.
Andy paused mid-step, the tray still balanced on her arm, her expression shifting from the usual warmness to mild curiosity.
“What’s on your mind, Luna?” Her voice held a touch of worry.
I ran a hand over the smooth surface of the table eyes fixed on the meals she had presented as if it held the answers I was searching for.
“It’s probably nothing,” I started, feeling the weight of my hesitance. “But I have a few things I need to ask. I was hoping we could talk, just the two of us.”
She chuckled lightly, a sound that I was starting to get accustomed to, especially that of Cleo's. “
If you say so.” Andy set the tray down and slid into the chair across from me, folding her arms over
