Hours later, Marcus tears out of the elevator of Luna's apartment building, aggressively punching the security code into the front door.The interior is pitch-black.Just twenty minutes ago, Jade frantically called him, her voice trembling as she explained that Luna had suddenly vanished.Standing frozen in the dark entryway, Marcus dials her number one more time.The muted buzzing of a cell phone vibrates from the direction of the living room sofa.Slowly, he steps deeper into the shadows.Luna is curled into a tight, trembling ball on the floor."Luna," Marcus murmurs, dropping to his knees beside the weeping woman.The second he reaches out, she flinches, scrambling backward into the corner. "Don't touch me," she gasps, her voice choked and heavily congested with tears. "I'm dirty...""You are not dirty," Marcus insists, his heart breaking as he watches her cower. "This has nothing to do with you. You are the victim here, Luna. Please don't ever speak about yourself like that.""No
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