The Luna They Buried
Leah said as she brought out a few more of the chocolates and tossed them on the bed.
Zelda abandoned the couch for the bed and ate them all at once, one after another, until her hand finally stilled against her stomach. Leah stood back and watched, waiting, until Zelda's fingers curled tight against her belly and her breathing changed.
“Help meee,” Zelda slurred, reaching toward her.
Leah only smiled. She shut the door, turned the lock, and walked away, Zelda's cries following her down the hall long after she stopped listening.