“We should go grocery shopping later,” Ellie suggested, “if you’re feeling up to it.”
“One thing I miss about New York,” I said, through a mouthful of blueberry muffin, “is grocery delivery.”
“Well,” she replied, “once you assume your position as Luna, maybe you can make that happen here.”
I took another bite of my muffin, and maintained my composure on the surface. Internally, my anxiety spiked at the mention of me becoming Reid’s Luna.
“Maybe,” I said contemplatively.
Ellie promised to keep Callum a secret, and I trusted that she would. As we walked back to Reid’s house, I told her more about the month leading up to me finally accepting Callum’s rejection. By the time we arrived, she had a sour look on her face.
She told me that Reid had an excellent memory, and that he always re
