Ava’s POV
“Luna Ava! Luna Ava!! Luna Ava!!!” I heard my name, but my brain wasn't registering the name.
“Ava,” Miya touched me, gently. I jolted up, my eyes widened in fear as I scanned the environment. We were back at the Luna's estate already and I wasn't aware.
“Are you alright ma'am,” the driver said, looking at me through the mirror.
I turned to him, touching my flushed cheeks. I was so deep in thought that I didn't even realize when we left the palace or when we got to the Luna's house.
I forced a smile, grabbing my purse. I turned to Miya. “Welcome back Miya.”
She smiled faintly, as I pulled her out of the car.
Miya’s small hand clung tightly to mine. She didn’t say much, but I could feel her curiosity as her wide eyes studied the large estate.
Poor girl wouldn't be able to look at the estate without remembering the one who brought her up. But this was her home, she had to come back.
“Ava!”
I turned at the familiar voice.
Amelia stood by the entrance, waving at us, she t
