The penthouse was nothing like Luna remembered.Three years ago, she had only seen it once, briefly, at night, when Atlas had smuggled her in through a private elevator to avoid the press. Back then, it had felt like stepping into a dream.Now, it felt like a trap. The elevator doors opened with a soft chime. Marble floors stretched out before them, polished to a shine. The ceilings were impossibly high. Cold steel. Every surface looked expensive enough to pay off her daughter's medical bills twice over.Emery’s hand was in hers, small and warm. She looked up, wide-eyed, but said nothing. Her face was still pale, lips chapped from the hospital air.“Welcome home,” Atlas said behind them.Luna turned. “This isn’t our home.”“It is now,” he replied, already walking ahead.She didn’t follow at first.She looked down at Emery and whispered, “It’s just for a little while, okay? Mommy’s with you.”Emery nodded quietly and leaned her head on Luna’s hip.They stepped inside.Everything about
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