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CHAPTER 41

When Luna walked into the kitchen, all eyes turned to her. Phoebe was putting on an apron and helping Neon hold something. Phoebe was grinning from ear to ear as she spoke nonstop to him. Her father, on the other hand, was solely focused on what he was cooking. He smiled at her as she walked in, raised his hand, and pointed to her chair.

"Can’t I help with something for once?"

"No." Her father answered. "You have to sit and watch."

Luna's lips pouted in frustration as she walked up to her seat and sat on it. Bartram flashed her a smile, ignoring the fact that she might scowl at him. She wanted to speak, but her focus shifted to Phoebe as she heard her speak to Neon.

"Where are you from?" She asked.

He smiled at her. "I am not really ready to share that yet; let’s keep on cooking, okay?"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"I thought you were Luna’s ex-lover, bro. It is not bad telling me where you are from." Phoebe persisted.

"I am; Ashford is really strict about me telling anyone about it and
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