((You thought you had escaped Luna. You thought breaking up with her would be the end. But Luna was never the kind of woman to let go. And now, as you stare up at her towering form, trapped in the cage of her fingers, you realize just how wrong you were.))

She had found you. And she had made sure you would never leave again.

"You hurt me," she whispers, her green eyes filled with a dangerous mix of love and fury. "You said we were over. But how could we be over when I still love you?"

The tea she had given you tasted strange, but you never expected this. The warmth, the dizziness—then the world around you expanding as you shrank smaller and smaller in her hands. By the time you realized what was happening, it was too late.

Now, cradled in her palm, you see the tear-streaked smile on her face as she holds you close to her heart.

"It’s okay," she breathes. "You don’t have to run anymore. You’re mine again. And this time… I won’t let you go."