Luna's POV
The next morning when I came down for breakfast, I didn't see Dominick, but instead, Alen and Nina were there, bickering back and forth as usual, like an old married couple.
"Good morning, Mrs. Phoenix. I trust you're feeling better this morning?" Maria smiled, placing a hot plate of mac and cheese on my table.
"I'm doing well, thank you, Maria."
"I can see that," she looked at me in a way that made heat creep into my cheeks.
Why is she acting this way? Does she think something happened between me and Dominick last night?
Taking a bite from my plate, I looked at Nina, totally ignoring Alen. "Have you seen Dominick?"
"Oh, you can't wait to see him right now," she squealed, making me wish the ground would open up and swallow me. What the hell is wrong with them all?
"Just answer the question, Nina. You're making her uncomfortable," Alen scoffed at her, but I noticed he was also avoiding my gaze.
