Breakfast With Marcelo.
Luna's POV
Last night, I actually slept a little better. It felt like an eternity since I had experienced a restful night. Finally, I managed to ask for help. Though I had wanted to speak with Dominick specifically, I was glad I got to speak to my sister. But why did Sol pick Dominick's call? Did it mean they were back together or something? The thought unsettled me.
As I sat contemplating this, the door creaked open, and Joel stepped inside. His expression was usually bright, but today, a hint of unease shadowed his features.
"The boss asked me to bring you to him," Joel said.
"To where?" I asked, skepticism lacing my words.
"Don't worry, it's nothing to be scared of." Joel opened the door wider and motioned for me to follow.