*Luna*
As I enjoyed my breakfast in silence, I eased my soreness by sitting on a soft pillow. The events of last night were too overwhelming to put into words. Despite this, Natalie urged me out of bed shortly after Brody's departure, unintentionally aggravating my injury by pushing me to move my legs more than I should have.
She bombarded me with questions that definitely shouldn't have come out of her mouth, demanding juicy details from my intimate life with Mr. Drop-Dead Gorgeous, as she called Brody. I kept my mouth shut, pretending to enjoy a delicious meal, ignoring her curiosity, especially in a room full of people with incredibly sharp hearing, even catching a fart from behind the wall.
"You're no fun, Lulu." She whined, using some idiotic nickname for my name. She plopped down
