The drive back from the abandoned facility was a solemn one, the air heavy with tension, the only sound being the car engine's low hum. Isabella drove, and Vlad sat in the passenger seat, while Damian and Luna were in the back seat.
Isabella kept stealing glances at the rearview mirror, her heart aching as she watched Damian and Luna in the backseat. Damian sat with Luna curled up on his lap, her head resting against him as he tenderly stroked her hair.
Isabella couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, an ache in the heart as she flashed back to when it was her in that position with Damian, not Luna.
Damian held Luna close, with her head on his lap, and stroked her hair. The events of the past few hours played through his mind like a movie, but all he could think about was Luna. The bond between them was stronger than he could have ever imagined, and he felt every emotion she experienced.
