The Luna's Groom
My mind struggled to reconcile the past with this startling present.
From within the newly renovated structure, I could hear a soft, melodic humming. It was Bernadette, her familiar tune weaving through the air. As she opened the door, her eyes immediately found me. A gasp escaped her lips, and the book she had been holding slipped from her grasp, falling silently to the ground. In the next instant, she was running towards me, her arms outstretched, as if she had just seen a long-lost friend returned from the brink.
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