Tanya POV
"Luna?" The person called and I gradually unraveled my lids, not having an idea when I shut them.
"Abigail," I breathed her name in relief at the realization. "Thank God it's you."
"Anything the matter?" She inquired, eying me skeptically, her hands still on my shoulders. "You are panting."
"I'm, I'm fine," I stuttered, regaining my composure, and tapped her arm to release me.
"Nothing serious."
"Was there a problem?" She interrogated as if she didn't hear me though she let her arms fall to her sides. "Did you see anything? Was anyone chasing you?"
"Abigail," I murmured her name to stop her rambling. "I'm fine really."
"Then why were you running?" She asked not letting up and I sighed, concluding the only thing that'll make her stop is if I let out the truth.
