I saw the shock in their eyes when I told them to leave.
Real shock.
The kind that cracks straight through the mask they always wore. For years, they had been so sure of their place above me. So sure I would never fight back.
And now… I had.
Not with words.
But louder than words could ever be.
They must be crazy to think I will forever remain the weak Doris they knew.
For so long, I had been the quiet one. The broken one. The girl they could push, slap, mock, and silence without any consequence.
Now I was standing in the center of the room.
In my husband’s house.
As Luna.
And I had told them to f*****g get out.
They knew exactly why I was doing this.
And I knew exactly why they had come here in the first place, because I know them more than anyone else.
It was never about me
