Chapter 173 Luna

• THEO’S POINT OF VIEW.
• I barged into the house, the taste of blood from biting my cheeks filling my mouth, as well as the lump in my throat, as I looked around. All I met was utter silence, and it terrified me. Normally, my mother’s music would be blasting from one of the speakers as she danced around the living room, a baking dish in her hands as she whisked away.
• She would have flour on her cheeks and in her hair, AirPods in her ear, as she acted as though the world around her did not exist. But today… There wasn’t any of that.