Luna Lyra
I said, nodding.
I exhaled slowly, looking down at the pot we have used to cook the brew on the kitchen island. “I hope this brew works for you. I really do.”
Calista smiled, her eyes full of gratitude. “It will, Lyra. I can feel it. Thank you for everything.”
“Sure. Why am I doubting it now? We made it with love,” I said, smiling and she laughed.
As I was preparing to leave, we heard a knock and soon an omega came in to tell us that Sylvia is here to see the Luna. Calista’s face fell and she reluctantly told the omega to allow her in.