Chapter Twenty-Two

Luna’s POV

It’s been two hours since Roman left, Carrie decided to come up to the penthouse and spend the night here. She is like a love sick puppy, every conversation involves Santos. I don’t happen to mind to be honest, she is keeping me occupied and taking my mind off Roman. I can’t believe how much I miss him already. Maybe I’m the love sick puppy.

Carrie told me about her plans to move to New York, I was disappointed when she told me. She’s my closest friend and in just six weeks she will be leaving me. I don’t know how it works with visa’s and stuff, I'd imagine there is a whole bunch of legal stuff to sort through. As happy as I am for her I can’t help but feel a little envious, envious at the thought of Santos asking her to be with him and all I got was ‘I’ll call you”. Envious that my friend gets to experience a whole new life and envious that she will be happy.

Carrie had finally fallen asleep on the huge sofa in the lounge area, I didn’t want to wake her, she gets so grumpy