When we arrived for dinner my parents found us immediately.
"Freya!" mom hugged me, "You're so beautiful." she held me at arm's length to admire the outfit.
"Georgia wore something similar to this when she was Luna, before she died." my mother said.
"Who's Georgia
?" I asked.
"My mother." Colt said from beside me.
I guess I should have put two and two together there, clearly she'd be the last Luna.
"Stunningly beautiful woman, the war paint always drew out her gold eyes." my mother said, reminiscing. I didn't even know they knew each other.
They sat with us for dinner. My mother asked if we'd put any thought into the wedding and Luna ceremony. My stomach turned at the mention of the Luna ceremony.
"Not yet, I'm sure we'll get to it soon. Especially since Jessi is here now." I smi
