After a few moments of considering him, hurt and hard, Lunaβs expression softened just enough to make it clear she was open to that apology and she reached out and took a piece of salami from the plate, slightly more guarded now than she had been before.
βThe goatβs cheese is imported from a village in Greece,β she told him, pointing the toothpick in her fingers towards it. She didnβt know what else to say in the moment, embarrassed about being seen by him. βYou should try it.β