I Am The Luna
ZAIA.
“So how old are you, Zaia?” Gerard asks as he sits back, that unnerving smirk on his face getting to me.
“I am in my mid-twenties,” I reply cordially.
“A good age. Once you get to my age, you have to take care of yourself a little more,” he chuckles. “It takes a lot longer to recover from tumbles and falls.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Oh? Well, I beg to differ. I think regardless of our age, we all need to take care of ourselves.” I reply.
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