Chapter 46 Love Under Surveillance

• Luna's pov
• The late morning sun shone softly through the windows of the small café, casting warm patches of light on the wooden tables. Leo sat across from me, leaning forward, eyes bright behind his spectacles, describing a painting he had just finished in his studio. I listened, captivated. His voice was low and rich, full of passion and care.
• “At first,” he said, “I didn’t see the light in her eyes. Just shadows. But once I slowed down—stopped worrying about technique—I saw it: a hidden vulnerability. I had to capture that moment when she realised her own strength.”