Luna Rising
I was beautiful.
"Wow…" The word slipped out on a breath, barely more than a whisper. I leaned closer to the mirror, half expecting the image to dissolve, to reveal the same girl who had spent years keeping her head down and her shoulders hunched, trying not to draw attention. But she didn’t disappear. She only stared back at me with wide green eyes and quiet strength, a softness to her mouth that hinted at nerves and something fierce beneath the surface.
“That,” Kayla said from behind me, pride thick in her voice, “is a future Luna if I’ve ever seen one.”