Davina stood at the top of the stairs, her mind buzzing with the weight of the revelation she was about to disclose to Luna Racheal.
Just as she was about to descend to retrieve the forgotten item from her car, Arya's voice pierced through her thoughts, calling her back.
"Davina, wait!"
Turning back, Davina saw Arya hurrying towards her, her eyes wide with urgency. "What is it, Arya?" Davina inquired, her curiosity piqued.
Arya's voice quivered with desperation as she pleaded, "Please, Davina, you can't tell anyone. I beg you. I just want to move on with my life in this body."
Davina regarded Arya with skepticism, her brow furrowing in suspicion. "But how? How did you even manage to do it, Arya or is it Athena? You have to tell me."
Arya's gaze shifted nervously, avoiding Davina's piercing stare. "It's... it's complicated. Please, Davina, just let me be. I promise I won't hurt anyone."
Davina's resolve wavered for a moment, but she shook her head firmly. "I'm sorry, Arya, but I can't
