The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 418

**The Perfect 418**

**Chapter 418**

Ella’s POV

As dawn broke the following morning, the sun’s rays streamed into my room, illuminating the chaos of my life. It was a stark reminder that while my world felt like it had come to an abrupt standstill, the universe continued its relentless march forward. I awoke to the familiar sounds of my reality—the soft, restless murmurs of Lucien, my little one, stirring in his crib.

With a sleepy yawn escaping my lips, I shuffled out of bed, my feet making soft whispers against the cool floor as I made my way to him. I scooped him up, cradling him against my chest, and felt the warmth of his tiny body against me. It was a ritual I cherished, one that brought a sense of normalcy amidst the turmoil.

Just as I was about to finish changing his diaper, my phone buzzed insistently on the bedside table, breaking the tranquility of our morning routine. I glanced at the screen, my heart skipping a beat when I saw Liam’s name lighting up.

“Hello?” I answered, wedging the phone between my ear and shoulder while I struggled to dress Lucien in a cozy onesie adorned with cheerful teddy bears. However, Lucien, ever the mischievous little tyrant, had other plans. With a swift kick, he sent the onesie tumbling from my grasp, a cheeky grin spreading across his face as if to say, “Nice try, Mom.”

“Ella. I got the box,” Liam’s voice came through, steady and serious.

“And?” I replied, my curiosity piqued. I stuck my tongue out playfully at Lucien, who giggled in response, then bent down to retrieve the fallen onesie.

“And, I didn’t find the pages.” My heart plummeted at his words, but then he added, “But I did come across a journal entry that mentions them. Apparently, she moved them to a secret cache in a house deep in the woods.”

The onesie slipped from my fingers, landing softly on the floor. “Oh.”

“What? Do you know something about this place?” Liam’s voice was laced with intrigue.

“I… I think I do. If it’s the same place I’m imagining.” A shiver ran down my spine as memories flooded back—the image of that poor lamb, innocent and unaware, meeting a gruesome fate within those very walls. The blood, the screams—it haunted me still, a vivid reminder of the darkness that lurked in the corners of our world.

“Well… Should we take a field trip?” Liam suggested, his tone light yet tinged with seriousness.

I hesitated, my mind racing. The thought of returning to that house filled me with dread, yet I knew that if it could provide answers, I had to be brave. I just prayed the place was abandoned now that Margaret was gone, that her malevolent coven had disbanded, leaving nothing but echoes of the past behind.

“Fine,” I finally said, steeling myself. “Let’s go now. It’s better to do this in daylight.”

“Fair enough. I’ll swing by in an hour,” Liam replied, and I could hear the determination in his voice.

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