Chapter 34

The room bore witness to the ebb and flow of emotions as the call with Grinjo concluded, leaving me to grapple with the weight of newfound information. The air hung heavy with the residue of secrets and unspoken truths. As I turned away from the cold conversation, my eyes sought out Blanca, my Luna, waiting patiently on the bed, her eyes betraying a mix of desire and apprehension.

I heaved a long sigh, the frustration of my dual existence tugging at the edges of my consciousness. "I'm sorry, Blanca," I uttered, my voice carrying a hint of regret as I masked any dissatisfaction lingering from the call. "But I'll have to head out. Let's do this some other time, okay?"

Her expression, a fleeting canvas of disappointment, transformed into a pale mask of acceptance. A quicksilver shift, she masked it with a smile, a practiced facade that belied the complexity of our shared existence. I could read the unsatisfied yearning in her eyes, a desire unfulfilled, yet she bore it with a grace that s