Chapter 109 The Fatal Return

• "So, what on earth am I supposed to do now?" Luna whispered, her modern voice cracking hoarsely. "It truly feels exactly like I have completely, violently lost my entire life."
• Lyra, who was entirely back to lazily inspecting her flawless nail polish, calmly arched a perfectly plucked eyebrow. "Do you truly, deeply love that terrifying man?"
• Luna nodded with agonizing slowness, fresh, hot tears rapidly welling up in her eyes. "Very much. I love him so incredibly much." Her trembling hand violently pressed against her suffocating, tight chest. "It is absolutely driving me completely insane knowing that we are violently separated by entirely different centuries."