Matt pulled up in the front of the hall, Luna got into the car and he drove off again. “How was the party?” Matt asked as he merged with the city’s traffic.Luna knew he was only asking as a courtesy, so she managed to drum up a smile for him.“It was nice,” she said.Matt nodded. “Good.”Luna gave him another managed smile, Matt continued driving, in silence. Luna rubbed two fingers on her forehead, there was a slight headache already brewing there. There was a dull pounding in her head too, but Luna knew that was the aftermath of the glasses of champagne she had downed at the party. And she was tired, not so much physically, but mentally. She was tired in her soul. Her heart was sick, she rubbed a hand over her chest where her heart was, there was a stinging pain there and she didn’t know what to do about it.She thought she had passed that phase. She thought she’d passed the phase where Moira’s words could still get to her and hurt her, she thought she’d passed the stage

Justin’s hands framed her face as he kissed her. His fingers spread over her cheeks, his palms cupped her chin and jutted it forward as he deepened the kiss. And Luna’s heart just pounded against her ribs.Luna had been certain she wouldn’t be missing Justin ever again when she came back into his life. She had been certain because not only had she told herself, as a rule, that she wasn’t going to get entangled with Justin romantically ever again, but she had also planned to move on in the most permanent way possible from him.And now he was kissing her. He was kissing her, and she was feeling all sorts of things. Passion, desire, heat, pulsing energy, consuming fire. All was rolling through her in maximum intensity, all at once, and her heart was pounding fast in her chest.Her head, the loud roar in it was like the headache she had nursed all through the ride home from the party till she went to bed. After taking a painkiller before bed, the headache has started to subside when sh