Disastrous Luna

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both feeling a sense of exhilaration and relief as we ran towar

calling out to Lauren to share the good news. But our joy quic

ith trails of blood covering the floor. Her

ched with fear and shock as she scr

ho did this?" She asks

a fucking drea

panic rising in my chest as I shake her body, hoping to detect some

chest that is welled up with blood,

k onto the bloody knife lying under the bed. My trembling hands instinctively reach out, grasping the weapon with a mix o

gement party at the time of the murder and Lauren's body is lying in my room, this might be

hands, I feel fear settlin

lifeless body turning towards Mandy, who is huddled up at a corner,

annot stay here any longer. Someone

e situation, stares at me with a mixture of disbelief and conf

omeone discovers us here with the body and the murder weapon. If we stay, it will only make thing

ging her towards the door, but we immediately freeze in our tracks, our eyes widening in shock as the door bursts open and we find

body lying motionless on the floor. The room falls into an eerie silence, bro

ales as my eyes dart around the room, searching

n the faces of the prince and hi

with anger as he sees the

" The prince Hayden's voice thunders

eavy in my mouth. I look at Mandy, hoping for some kind of su

" I finally manage to say, my

lotte, and the guards makes it clear that they don't

y says loudly pointing at me, causing a wave of

arlotte, raises his hand, beckoning for silence. The crowd gradually hushes their murmurs fading

ting with authority, "you claimed to have heard

y," she explains, her voice steady, "but I was passing by the corridor after I ran out of the ballroom, that'

ger. How can Charlotte accuse me of such a heinous act that she know I have not committe

r and disbelief merges into a fiery rage, consuming me from within. With

ith a mix of desperation and anger. But before

intercepts me, his han

g at his hand, my nails digging into his skin. The room spin, and my vision dims as oxygen becomes a prec

in a desperate attempt to free myself. But the prince's hold r

and gasping desperately for air. The pain in my throat is unbe

guards waste no time. Their hands grip our arms with force leaving bruises in their wa