[Tyson]
“Where is our Luna?” Morgana questioned as she glanced around the conference room. I sighed softly as I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration.
“She is on her way,” I muttered. I didn’t have to answer, especially not to Morgana, yet I found myself answering anyway. “I was late in sending a car,” I added as I let my hand fall and look up. My parents sat together across from me while Eric and Molly sat to my left. Morgana eyed the seat to my right, but she knew better, so she sat down next to my mother.
“Shush Morgana,” Leah snapped before she threw me an apologetic smile. I chuckled as I shook my head. I wasn’t a fool. I knew exactly how Morgana felt about me and I had no one to blame except myself. I was the one that had pursued a s****l relationship with her about three
