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-Amelie- Mason drove me home. “Did you have fun?” He asked me. “Yes,” I replied with a timid smile while my heart was hammering in my chest. Mason’s words were present in my thoughts… “I want you to be my Luna.” It is hard to explain how I feel. Probably, I look flushed since my face is burning, but I am happy and embarrassed, too. I like Mason so much. I don't know how to describe this emotion… "Thank you for a wonderful… date," I told him, standing at the door of the Moon House. Well, access for employees. I was two steps above where Mason was standing on the stairs. "No. Thank you." Mason took a step closer to me, only to hold my hand and kiss it. My heart leaped, and I gulped loudly. He chuckled, realizing how nervous I was. Again, the flapping of wings in the pit of my stoma