Moon's limbs were weak as she walked into the living room; Eva casually had Candy sitting on her lap, her fingers playing with the little girl's pigtails.
Moon wasn't a tad comfortable, her instinct told her to get her daughter as far away from Eva as possible.
She went over to the couch in front of them and lowered herself.
"Ah, look how beautiful you still are, Moon, even after having a baby, you even look hotter than me," Eva giggled.
Moon felt unhinged; she cleared her throat and managed to smile at Eva. "Let the girl go, then we can talk," She shifted to the edge of the couch.
Eva looked at Candy and then at Moon, "Candy? Oh, I thought you needed her to hear about all our wonderful plans together; I mean, it's good she knows how wonderful her mother is," She petted the girl's head.
Moon slowly shook her head, "Just let her go, Eva, and we'll talk," Her tone was firm yet pleading.
