*Estelle*

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so awful about anything in my life. Gabe was so upset with me that he hadn’t come to bed last night. I’d waited up for him for hours. I couldn’t blame him, really. He’d basically proposed to me and I just stared at him like an idiot. I wanted to find him and apologize, but I was afraid that I’d freeze up again.

I was terrified of being the Luna, but I was more scared of losing Gabe.

Mama ...