I bite my nails in anxiety, lost in thoughts as I pace around the room trying to figure out what happened earlier.
"Mira" Isolde hugged her tightly.
"I missed you, Luna. How have you been?" Mira's meek and soft voice asked.
My eyes fixated on her as I looked at her delicate form, her pearly white teeth smiling eagerly at Theron's mother.
Isolde spun her around, laughing richly as Mira snickered.
"Oh mother! This is embarrassing!" Mira laughed.
From their interaction, I could tell they were very close. A pang of hurt crossed my chest as I witnessed their close friendliness, reminded of the past.
The clearing of a throat jolted me out of my thoughts as Mira's gaze roamed my body.
"Hi, Mira." She said, extending a hand to me.
For a second, I thought to ignore her but decided against it. She doesn't even know and what would Isolde think of me?
'That you're a jealous prude.' Liora, that skanky subconscious responded.
