Luna's gaze dropped to Shayla. Shayla's face reddened from crying, unwittingly turned into a pawn in a game played by adults, grappling with emotions beyond her comprehension.

Luna's heart sank at this realization, yet when she lifted her eyes to meet Dooley's, it hardened again. "Dooley, Shayla is our child."

Shayla, once again subjected to a painful pinch, cried out desperately. “Daddy, hug...”