Luna Taylor's Pov "She has to go, Brandon." Clara's voice screamed out through the recorder as she stomped into Brandon's office later that night. "I cannot continue to operate in this house with her here. I won't."She'd been giving him the silent treatment all day, leaving a room when he entered, turning away when he shot her the secret winks I wasn't supposed to know about; the entire works. He hasn't noticed since he'd been too busy fawning over me. Brandon's voice was quieter as he tried to cajole her, "Clara—""NO," She cut in. Her hands banged on the table, causing the recorder to stutter underneath it. "She's everywhere." Her shrill voice spat out, growing louder with each sentence. "She's in the Luna's office, MY OFFICE, I can't breathe Brandon, she's—" "Keep your voice down." He gritted back, slamming the door closed behind her.She lowering her voice with an heartbreaking sob. "This wasn't the plan-"Great. The waterworks. Lunex groaned. A chuckle caught at my lips."
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