The Unbreakable Core

LUNA VESPERIA’S POV

My mind wouldn’t stop spinning.

Tamsin ordered Myrna’s death?

No.

That can’t be right. Tamsin practically worshiped her. Myrna built Tamsin, covered her lies, cleaned her messes—how the hell would Tamsin repay that with death?

Her own mother?

None of it made sense. My chest felt too tight to breathe.

Briony’s hand found mine. “Vesper,” she whispered, “don’t think about it rig