Luna was conscious of Dooley's affair. Despite her distress and outbursts, they were ineffective; Dooley's affection had vanished.

Now, Shayla was all she had, and she refused to compromise her daughter's happiness for a man who didn't care.

“Well, I'll be on my way now." As Norah playfully tweaked Shayla's nose, she stood up. Then she added, "I'll handle the bill. You two finish your meal."