Luna’s pov
I didn’t say anything when he said that.
how can I answer such a question when I hardly know anything about him?
“Can we finish up eating?” I asked him and he smirked looking at me before going back and sitting down.
I just sat there and looked at my pancakes because who am I kidding?
It's not like my stomach would be able to hold anything after everything that happened.
The metallic smell of blood and also Blake whispering in my ears has made me lose my appetite.
“What’s wrong? Is something wrong with your pancakes??” he asked me.
I shook my head.
“No I just don’t want to have them anymore,” I said to him and he nodded but then a few seconds later the waiter came with brownies.
“I didn’t order these,” I said looking at them and the waiter looked at Blake.
“I orde
