LYCANDRA POV.
“Are you ready to go, Luna?” The rogue asked as soon as Lucy and I came out of the bedroom quite a while later. Our faces were puffy from crying and neither of us were in any mood to talk to people so instead I took Lucy’s hand in mine and nodded at him as I walked past him, leaving him to gather our packed bags and bring them to the car. To my relief, Mrs. Summer wasn’t at the front desk as we walked past, and we walked outside and waited for the rogue whose name I didn’t get. Not that I cared.
He showed us to the car, and I helped Lucy into the car while he loaded the bags into the back, and I got in just as the man got behind the wheel and we were heading out of the driveway of the little guest house. I fought hard to contain my sobs. I didn’t want to cry in front of him
