{Kendrick’s P.O.V.}
“We’re leaving,” Lorenzo said.
“What do you mean by ‘we’?!” I asked standing from my seat looking at them.
“I’m leaving with Lorenzo,” Rylee answered.
“WHAT?!” we all shouted. I ran around from the desk and grabbed her shoulders.
“Rylee, why?”
“I don’t want to be here anymore,” she said softly. “I can’t be here anymore, it hurts too much,” her eyes glistened with tears.
“Sweetheart, you can’t leave us. You’re the Luna, we need you here,” Grace said to her.
“I’m sorry Aunt Grace, but I can’t be the Luna. I’m not strong enough anymore. My bond with Wyatt is broken, and I can’t bear to see him with so much hatred towards me anymore. It just hurts too much, and I can’t take it
