Lucas' POV

Luna wasn’t answering my texts when I arrived at her building to pick her up for dinner. I decided to take the elevator up to her floor to check on her. I knocked on her front door and waited. After a few minutes, the door cracked open, revealing a very distraught Luna. Her face was red and I could tell she had been crying.

“What’s happened?” I asked, alarmed.

I walked inside and shut the door behind me. I had never been inside Luna’s ...