The Perfect Luna
I turned my head and saw Russell standing at the kitchen entrance.
I immediately jumped off the bar stool and ran to him like a cheerful fawn, saying, "Russell, you're home!"
Russell looked at me and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with your shoulder?"
My heart jolted, but I maintained a normal expression on my face, smiling and answering, "Nothing, just a bit tired from drawing designs today."
"Come here," Russell said, looking at me with a deep gaze.
The corners of my lips curled up, and I feigned light-heartedness, asking, "What for?"
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