I turned around to see Layla standing tall, her expression fierce and self-righteous. To anyone who didn't know her, she might have seemed like a paragon of justice. But to me, she was nothing more than a fraud.
Gamma Teddy walked into the room, followed closely by a maid carrying a neatly wrapped box. He stopped before me and offered a slight nod.
"Luna Bella, someone sent this for you earlier. Said it’s a gift."
"A gift?" I murmured, frowning as I reached for the box. The wrapping was pristine, almost too perfect, as if whoever sent it had taken great care—or was hiding something beneath its polished exterior.
I picked up the small card attached and read the message aloud:
“A little surprise for my newfound sister. I got this from Atom and thought you might need it more than we do.
