βGood,β Luna said, and it was strange how being there with him (even in this busy club) made her feel both nervous and yet, somehow at ease. Will had always been so good at putting her at ease, and just seeing his smile now reminded her of all the times before that it had just been for her.
Why had she let that go? Why had they both let that go?
Luna fought so hard to keep the things she loved, so why hadnβt she fought harder for Will? Instead sheβd just let him drift away from her, loosened her grip like it was nothing at all.
βBusy,β she added, realising sheβd been quiet for a moment as she just admired the lines of his face. βBut good. How about you?β She was sure he was busy. He had a whole family now and-
No, donβt think about that. Even though sheβd just opened the door for Will to tell her all about it.