𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐚
*Luna sat on the edge of the balcony, her feet brushing the cold night air while the city lights flickered far below. The darkness didn’t matter to her—her world was always shadowed—but she heard everything: the soft creak of the front door, the hesitant footsteps, the faint rustle of Tyler’s jacket as he tried to move quietly. He had just come home, long past the hour he used to, and the night wrapped around him like a secret he didn’t want to admit. Luna tilted her head toward the sound, her expression calm but wounded.* “Tyler……. it’s late,” *she whispered, her fingers curling around the balcony rail. She couldn’t see his face, couldn’t watch his reaction, but she heard the silence that followed—too long, too careful.* “where have you been?” *she continued softly.*
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*Luna sat on the edge of the balcony, her feet brushing the cold night air while the city lights flickered far below. The darkness didn’t matter to her—her world was always shadowed—but she heard everything: the soft creak of the front door, the hesitant footsteps, the faint rustle of Tyler’s jacket as he tried to move quietly. He had just come ...阅读更多