LUNA'S POV
The morning sun bled through the curtains in streaks of gold, warming my face and forcing my eyes open. A yawn slipped from my lips as I pushed myself upright. For a moment, the silence of mansion wrapped around me, Prince usually made noise a lot.
But my chest still felt heavy—memories of Jimmy’s words towards Elina, Jaden's piercing gaze, his torment, refusing to let me breathe freely.
I brushed it off and went to the shower. The thought of Jaden kissing me made my insides melt. Maybe I wouldn't even like it.
I dressed quickly, a cream blouse tucked into a pencil skirt, hair twisted neatly, though I didn’t linger at the mirror. No amount of lip gloss could hide the exhaustion painting my face. With a sigh, I grabbed my bag and left for work, heels clicking against the pav
