this wasn't the first time,

Luna could only stare out into the distance through the window of the apartment she now occupied. It had been a week since the incident that shattered her heart, yet there was not a single word of apology or inquiry from James. She repeatedly glanced at her phone, hoping for a message that never came. Dozens of unread messages filled her inbox, and the same went for her social media accounts. News and updates about her were relentless, but Luna chose to ignore it all. She even disregarded Alicia's calls, opting to turn off her phone rather than wait for something uncertain.

Luna took a deep breath and exhaled, watching the puff of air escape her mouth, a testament to how cold it was in Los Angeles right now. She sat on the balcony of Leon's apartment, absentmindedly swirling the contents of a hot chocolate glass with her index finger. She had no intention of taking even a sip, just fixating on her reflection in the glass. Soon, someone draped a warm coat over her shoulders, and Luna d