Ivonne's POV
"I mean what you thought I meant ivonne," he growled, sending me a harsh glare that made me flinch. "Now would you get away from me?"
My feet stayed rooted in my spot as I strived to comprehend his words. I couldn't even utter a syllable in protest as he fully turned away from me and walked off.
I had no idea how long I stood there or the events which took place in those moments I was lost. I didn't even notice Lora climb the steps and approach me till she jabbed my arm. "Luna?"
"Yes Lora?" I answered in a startled jump of surprise. "Is the car ready?"
"Yes Luna. Are you fine?" She implored after answering my question. "I called out to you but you didn't notice."
"I'm fine Lora," I said for possibly the 10th time that morning and smiled kindly at her. Lora was more than my personal maid, she was one among all the rest I considered a friend. "Let's go."
