A Job Opportunity II
"Dear, dear, look at you walking under this hot sun without an umbrella," the Luna said, eyes softening behind her shades as she stared at Camelia like she held no more value than the ants she crushed beneath her shoes every morning while strolling through her backyard.
A stark contrast to the soft gaze in her eyes.
Camelia was no fool. She could see the Luna's true colors behind the ever so deceiving façade of kindness she was portraying at the moment. The subtle twitch on her temple even as she tried to maintain that fake smile.
"Why don’t you hop in? I’d love to give you a ride," the Luna offered.
"I’ll have to decline. I appreciate the offer, but it’s no worries. My house isn’t far off, and the heat is mild today, nothing I can’t manage," Camelia politely rep
