And she looked… scared. Leaning in close, I murmured in a low voice, “Are you alright?” For a long moment, the girl simply stared at me, her eyes red-rimmed and tired looking. Then, finally, she gave a small nod, biting her lip. “We… we had to leave. My husband, he—” Her voice cracked, and she

My nostrils flared with a burst of fresh anger. “Are you implying you want to volunteer with me?” I asked incredulously. “I would have asked if you wanted to join me, but you’re hardly ever home. And Goddess knows you don’t answer your phone when I’m the one calling.” Before he could answer, I all

Noah stared at me for a moment over my handmaid’s shoulder, who made no move—thankfully—to tell him the truth. Finally, checking his watch, he took a step back. “Fine. Just hurry.” With that, he turned on his heel and disappeared. My handmaid quickly shut the door, scurrying into the closet to p

Hannah After the meal, I insisted on helping to clean up despite the director’s protests. With the way Noah had spent the better part of our visit openly mocking me, I felt I had a point to prove—both to him and to myself. “Really, Luna Hannah, you’ve already done so much!” the director proteste

Hannah I let out a long, shuddering sigh as I closed the bedroom door behind me, leaning back against the cool wood for a moment. Goddess, I felt utterly drained—like all the energy had been sapped straight out of me. Which, I supposed, wasn’t too far from the truth considering how violently ill