Chapter 94 Hidden Threads

• Luna's POV
• The apartment was quiet after Solenne left for school. Her little shoes had tapped down the hallway as her nanny took her to the school bus, her laughter echoing before the door closed behind her. I had cleaned up the breakfast dishes, but the warmth of her presence still lingered, like the scent of toast and strawberries.
• I was not expecting anyone. My hair was tied up, my sketchbook lay open on the coffee table, and I wore the kind of soft, worn sweater I would never wear outside. My guard was down.