#Chapter 255: Alpha Turned Luna

Hannah I tossed my phone aside, the screen still illuminated with the article titled “Hannah and Noah, the true star-crossed lovers, officially back together?” The accompanying photo showed us at the farmer’s market, pushing Melody’s stroller together, our hands brushing. My cheeks burned at the memory of that moment, the electricity that had sparked between us just minutes after our little ice cream memory. The soft afternoon light had caught Noah’s profile just right, highlighting the strong line of his jaw and the tenderness in his eyes as he looked down at our daughter. A knock at my study door interrupted my thoughts. “Come in,” I called, quickly composing myself and smoothing down my blouse. My father entered, his face beaming with excitement. Oh, no. Here we go… “Hannah, have you seen the news? This is wonderful! Why didn’t you tell me?” I sighed, already anticipating where this conversation was heading before he even held the newspaper out to show