Harriet was taken aback by how adept Luna had become at turning the tables, and she hurried to clarify, "Romeo, I didn't."
"If you didn't, then why is my sister crying?" Romeo's tone was full of defense as he glanced at Luna's red-rimmed, woeful eyes, then turned to Harriet with a frown. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm back in town, came to see you. Brought you some comfort food, but..."
"She brought some snacks for you, and I was gonna be nice and take them to your office, but she insisted on going in herself. I told her, even as your sister, we can't just barge into your office, gotta respect your privacy. Guess what she said? She claimed that one day she'd be yours, so barging in now or later doesn't make a difference."
Harriet was about to burst with anger, "Romeo, don't listen to her nonsense."
This darn Luna, such a master at spinning tales!
