It was quite a spectacle for anyone who happened to be watching the proceedings. All of it began with that damned tent.
Luna watched with a somewhat surprised expression, her eyes glancing toward Iris, who was also looking at her.
"Erm... you don't think…" She asked, her tone hinting at something toward the pink-haired girl.
Iris shook her head dismissively.
"No, no way... he probably stole it…"
Luna nodded, accepting the girl's words.
It was more likely her brother did steal the tent…
Time passed, and what came next was the arrival of a strange woman who appeared out of nowhere.
When Damon started talking and mentioned three children, Luna felt her heart leap to her throat. For a moment, she thought no, feared her brother had done something reckless again. But it turned out to be a misunderstanding.
Her brother didn't have any children. Though, the woman he called Wendy clearly wanted him dead.