*Bryson*

My eyes flashed back and forth between Ada's mom and dad.

Had I just heard them right? Had they said something about my mom? Did they know her? Were they aware of what actually happened to her? And what of my father? And what had she said? Something about a cursed Luna?

My mind was so full of questions that I struggled to form coherent words.

"What? You--I--my mom?"

"It's not important," her father said with a wave of his hand. "It should not be I who ...