“Luna, you embody your name perfectly. You’re just like the moon—you’re the light amid all the darkness. You see the best in everyone and everything.” He kisses the back of my hand, and shivers run down my spine. I suck in a breath at the gentle gesture. “You’re kind,” he kisses one finger, “considerate,” he kisses another finger, “and beautiful.” With his other hand, he strokes my cheek. “I wish you wouldn’t have been afraid to tell me who you are.”
