Chapter Twenty-Eight

Luna’s POV

The guest room in this place was incredible, I’m certain it’s at least 3 times bigger than my bedroom back at home. The room was filled with colours of cream and gold, a bed big enough to fit a whole family of five. Carrie and Sadie had left me around ten minutes ago to prepare a light lunch, Carrie knew my appetite had been a little restricted lately due to me feeling ill, if only she knew the real reason.

I walked towards the window and opened the doors which led to a small but beautiful terrace overlooking the huge swimming pool. The guest room was directly above the main lounge area which would explain why I could hear voices coming from that direction, the voices of Roman and Santos.

I’m not sure if they were aware that I could hear them from up here, turns out I could hear every word, a door or window from the main lounge must be open.

“Why don’t you go speak to her now, get it out the way. What’s the worst that could happen.” Santos spoke.

“No…I need to give her time