Chapter Eighty-Four - The Sparkle

Execs and business managers trickled into Justin’s conference room the next morning. Luna sat in one of the numerous chairs around the conference table and watched them walk in. Men in suits, well pressed shirts, some in sweater vests. And then Moira walked in.

Luna tried to block out the instant dull roar in her ears as she watched Moira walk in. She knew what the dull roar meant; guilt. Guilt, because no matter what Moira was, she was still the grandmother of the secret baby Luna was currently carrying in her stomach, and she had no idea of the existence.

Luna knew the guilt was normal, but knowing it didn’t make it any easier. And it wasn’t just guilt, she felt antsy too. Antsy, nervous, anxious, any word that described her feeling like the lie she was holding in was going to come crashing down over her head any day, she was feeling it.

But regardless of how she was feeling, Luna knew she was doing the right thing by keeping the secret to herself and not telling either Justin or