THE WRONG TABLEAria walked in quietly, her voice soft when she greeted Karen. She forced a small smile that didn’t reach her eyes, and Karen instantly caught it. Something was off. The tension clung to Aria like a second skin, but she didn’t explain, and Karen didn’t ask. She only smiled back and nodded, pretending not to notice the Luna’s eyes following every move.“Sit,” Estrella said, her tone firm but pleasant. “Have breakfast before anything else.”Aria hesitated. The table felt like a stage she didn’t want to walk onto, but she knew better than to defy a Luna in her own home. She took the seat Karen pulled out for her and kept her gaze low.Ria was all over the table, climbing half onto Kira’s lap as she talked a mile a minute about how much she’d missed her. She spoke about the time they painted her nails blue and got scolded for staining the sheets, about the night they stayed up to braid her hair, about how Kira promised to teach her to whistle. Kira laughed and played along
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