Luna Grace POV

***Trigger Warning: This chapter will discuss infant death/ miscarriage.***

Noah stares at me. "Who is Spencer?"

The name hangs in the air.

'This day was always coming. I knew it would.'

I look at Owen. His face is pale. Hard.

He knows what I have to tell our son.

"Sit down, Noah." My voice sounds thin. Fragile.

Noah sits. But his eyes never leave my face.

I take a breath. Force myself to begin.

"Spencer was Diane's ...