In a dimly lit room, a man with gray hair approached Luna with a syringe. The frigid liquid slowly infiltrated her body.
When Luna caught sight of the man's face, she let out a horrified scream and woke up the next second. Sitting in her room, her heart raced in her chest, and her ringing phone seemed like a death knell, desperately demanding attention.
A surge of immense annoyance overwhelmed her as she stared at her phone, unable to control her frustration.
...
As the workday drew to a close, Abigail was packing up when she received a call from Scarlett. She answered and was about to mention that she was heading home for dinner when she heard Scarlett sobbing. "Abby, please come back quickly. Luna and Josh are having a heated argument, and we don't know what to do."
"I'll be right back!" Abigail hung up, grabbed her bag, and hurried back.
Returning to the Pearson Residence, she sensed a tense atmosphere in the living room. Handing her bag to the nanny, she changed into a pair of slippers.
When Luna saw Abigail approaching, she immediately stood up. "I have something to attend to. I need to leave."
"Luna, what happened between you and Josh?" Abigail approached her, holding her hand and inquiring.
"Nothing. I just need to go." Luna shook off Abigail's hand, her expression filled with frustration.
Abigail followed her, frowning. "Luna, can you please tell us what's going on? If you want to break up, it's okay. Just talk to him calmly."
"Do you think he listens when I talk to him? Yes, I haven't been going to the company much in the past three months, and I haven't spent much time with him. Can't I have my own things to do?!" Luna became agitated as soon as she mentioned this.
Abigail now understood. Luna must have been arguing with Josh because he expressed his doubts to her. As a result, he was unable to control his temper.
"Don't mind him. Have you eaten? If not, let's eat before you return, okay?" She tried to soothe Luna. She didn't understand why Luna had changed so much in six months. She is completely different from before. In the past, she would argue, but she wouldn't snap like this at her boyfriend's house.
"I don't want to eat. I'll go back first," Luna said, heading toward the door.
Luna seems different.
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