"Here's Luna's release paperwork. Take a look."
Mira said calmly after hitting post.
"Whoa! She was released because she was diagnosed with a Psychiatric Disability!"
"Where the hell did you get this?"
"This is going to completely destroy those people trying to clear her name."
Seeing the words "Psychiatric Disability" stamped clearly on the Medical Parole Affidavit, Mira's friends weren't the only ones in shock—the entire forum exploded.
"Holy crap, a psychiatric disability! I'm staying far away from Luna from now on."
"I heard that even if mental illness is treated, it can easily relapse."
"Didn't someone just say she was acquitted? How does an acquittal turn into a psychiatric hold?"
"The people claiming she was acquitted are just her pathetic lapdogs."
"You're the lapdog!"
"Who are you calling a lapdog?"
Seraphina saw the medical affidavit online, and her face went dark with rage.
She immediately sent Luna a text: Luna, my cousin is out of her mind. I'll make sure Grandma disciplines her for this.
Her message was framed as an apology on Mira's behalf, but it was purely a strategic move to distance herself from the fallout.
At that exact moment, Luna was practically shaking with fury.
Mira Mercer, I'm going to ruin you. I swear, the second I get the chance, I will destroy you!
How dared some country bumpkin from Melvion City act so brazenly?
Luna was gritting her teeth on the edge of the campus plaza when two students walked past her.
The moment they recognized her, they took off sprinting. "Run... run! It's the psycho!"
Luna nearly passed out from pure rage. Grabbing a rogue baseball bat that had been left near a bench, she screamed, "You're dead!"
The two students only ran faster, shouting at the top of their lungs, "Run! The psycho is going to kill us!"
"Change it to what?"
"We're dating now. Shouldn't you call me 'darling' or something?"
"I could never say something that cheesy.
You'll always be my favorite upperclassman. I'm going to call you that for the rest of my life."
"Alright, alright, whatever you want."
He had a feeling that breaking her habit of calling him by his old mentor title was going to be nearly impossible.
Technically, they were in a relationship now, but very little had actually changed in their day-to-day dynamic.
It didn't matter, though. As long as she was willing to marry him when the time came, he was happy.
At the Lance estate.
The second Luna walked through the door, she bolted to her bedroom in tears. Slamming the door shut, she locked it and refused to let anyone in.
Lady Lilian Lance was frantic with worry. She dragged her husband over, and it took them nearly half an hour of coaxing and pleading before Luna finally cracked the door open.

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