Rebirth of the vengeful Luna

Candel’s POV

I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet touching the cold wood floor. I stood and made my way to the bathroom, splashing some water on her face to wake up.

As i brushed my teeth, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but the air felt charged, like a storm was brewing.

As I stood in front of the bathroom mirror,

I couldn't shake the feeling of anger that was coursing through my veins.

I couldn't believe what had happened earlier that morning. It was just so unfair.

“Why must I wake up this morning when I’m

Suppose to be sleeping!!!”

I squeezed a dollop of cleanser onto my palm and scrubbed my face with more force than necessary, feeling a sense of satisfaction as the foamy lather worked its way into my pores.

I rinsed off the cleanser and reached for my toner, dabbing it onto a cotton pad and swiping it across her face.

I followed up with my serum, my movements precise and controlled as my worked