As the room settled, everyone took a seat in anticipation, allowing the last remnants of tension to dissipate. Luna Lora leaned forward, her eyes kind and determined as she addressed Bella gently.
“Bella, sweetheart,” she began, “I have a gift. It allows me to sense things others cannot and to heal in ways that extend beyond physical wounds. I’d like to try to help you, if you’re willing.”
Bella glanced at Asher, who gave her a reassuring smile and a squeeze of her hand, his warmth steadying her. Turning back to Luna Lora, Bella nodded, the glimmer of hope sparking in her eyes. “I would be grateful for any help I can get,” she replied, her voice soft but resolute.
Lora smiled, her expression filled with compassion, and moved to sit beside Bella on the couch. Asher and Azriel shifted
