"I feel like a superhero." Nick said laughing and we joined him as we entered my penthouse where the distinct smell of steak is coming from.
As we traced the tantalizing aroma of steak, it led us to the elegant dining room where an unexpected tableau unfolded. Luna and Selene, ensconced in the joyous camaraderie of their time together, created a picturesque scene.
Luna, with her back turned to our entrance, immersed herself in conversation, her laughter harmonizing with the ambient sounds of the room.
Facing us, Selene sat at the dining table, indulging in what appeared to be delectable cookies. Her visage, animated and expressive, spoke volumes of the pleasure derived from the sweet treat. Beside her, a mirror image of Selene – her lookalike – grinned with doe-like eyes, casting an e
