|Luna Moore|
The night air is thick with tension as Aurelia and I stand in the dimly lit parking lot. The city hums in the distance, cars passing, people living their lives as if mine hasn't just been torn apart and stitched back together with the sharpest thread.
I can't stop looking at her.
Her shoulders are drawn tight, her jaw locked, her entire body a storm just waiting to break open. She's still trying to hold everything together, to keep the weight of what she's done pressed into her own bones so I don't have to carry it.
But I can feel it.
Knox.
His name alone is enough to make my blood run cold.
"You're not saying anything," Aurelia murmurs, finally meeting my gaze. "Yell at me. Say something."
"What do you want me to say?" I whisper.
"That I was reckless. That I made a m
