Side Story 4.8 - You Are...

Jhoanna’s POV

Weeks later, after that embarrassing but satisfying heat of mine, the peaceful bliss that followed that night with Hans seemed to settle into every corner of my life. 

Yet, something felt... off. 

Subtle at first, but undeniable as time went on.

The first sign was the irritation. At first, I brushed it off, blaming a restless night or stress from my duties as Luna. But then, every little thing started to get under my skin. 

The way Hans left his boots by the door instead of neatly placing them on the rack? Infuriating. 

The sound of his pen scratching against paper as he went through reports? Maddening.  

“Could you not do that?” I snapped one morning, glaring at him from acros