Luna Lyra
She smiled, but she was resolute "Good. Because I’m never going back to who I was before."
“And that’s okay,” I told her, smiling. I took her hands and brought her up to face me. “I’m not complaining. I only remarked about the changes I noticed in you.”
She shrugged.
“I hope I haven’t overstepped with the recent case. If I did too much in Luke’s case …"
"No," I interrupted firmly, cupping her face in my hands. "I like this version of you—bold, assertive, powerful. This is the kind of Luna I need by my side."