The One True Billionaire's Heir

Chapter Thirty-five

The curtains, adorned with a quiet elegance, hung in graceful folds, allowing a gentle cascade of sunlight to filter into Luna's bedroom. The luminous rays painted complimented her bedroom walls, their colour transforming into a dazzling spectacle as they absorbed and reflected the brightness. In contrast to the cheerful ambiance that enveloped the room, Luna's demeanour remained unchanged, an expressionless face on her. Luna sat in front of the mirror, a stark contrast to the vibrancy surrounding her. Her gaze, distant and cold, met the reflection that stared back at her, her face as pale as a ghost.

Her eyes, once vibrant orbs, now bore the weight of deep, haunting circles that served as silent witnesses to countless sleepless nights. The circles etched beneath her eyes, circles that told stories of insomnia, a relentless companion that refused to grant her the solace of rest. She'd cried but her tears had lacked the tumultuous surge of emotion; instead, they traced a solitary pat