Chapter 61 The Light We Built

• Luna's Pov
• The sun rose slowly, like a blessing whispered across the sky.
• I stood barefoot on the balcony, my swollen belly supported by one hand, a paintbrush in the other. The breeze was light and fragrant, the kind that reminded me I was still here. Still breathing. Still safe. The air carried a faint chill, but I didn’t mind. I liked how it kissed my skin. How it reminded me that the world was still moving—softly, quietly.