The Unspoken Goodbye

LUNA VESPERIA’S POV

Two days passed.

Mirella kept fussing, Gideon kept hovering, and I kept lying there with my eyes half-shut like I was still weak.

Truth is, the healer had said I was fine. A little rest, no stress. The baby was strong. But I let them believe I was fragile. Easier that way.

They thought I slept most of the time, but I didn’t. I watched them move in and out of the room, whisperi