|Luna Moore|
The knock at the door is sharp. Unforgiving.
I jolt awake, my head pounding.
Aurelia is already on her feet, her body tense, moving toward the door like a lioness ready to strike.
Something isn't right.
The knocking comes again, harder this time.
"Luna Moore?" A deep voice calls from the other side. "This is the LAPD. Open the door."
My stomach drops.
The police?
I throw off the blanket, scrambling out of bed. The room is still dark, the early morning light barely peeking through the curtains. My pulse hammers against my ribs as Aurelia presses a hand to my shoulder.
"Stay behind me," she murmurs.
But I don't want to hide behind her.
I don't want to be protected.
I just want this nightmare to end.
She unlatches the door, pulling it open to reveal two uniformed of
