The Unwanted Luna

Marcy's POV

“We should head over to the banquet table over there. There’s all sorts of delicious things to eat,” Nolan smiles warmly. He graciously ignores the massive embarrassment burning on my cheeks from my loud stomach.

I manage a weak, stuttering response. My stomach growls again, a harsh, undeniable reminder of my reality. I haven't eaten a single bite of food since yesterday morning, rig