LAURA’S POV
The morning light was supposed to bring clarity. Instead, it brought silence.
Not the peaceful kind. The kind that wraps around your ribs and tightens every time you try to breathe. The kind that makes even a child’s laughter sound far away.
Luna was humming to herself at the dining table, dragging her spoon through a bowl of untouched cereal. Elijah sat across from her, flipping through a folder without really reading it.
I stood at the kitchen counter, gripping a mug of lukewarm coffee I hadn’t sipped. I couldn’t. My throat was too tight.
Ivy’s voice echoed in my mind like a haunting melody.
“I didn’t mean for it to go this far.”
“He said he had information… about your mother’s condition.”
My stomach turned.
How many lies had been circling me all this time? And how m
