The Moment of Love

Could I truly become Luna in half a year? “Wait—in six months, I’ll surpass perfection!” And I did—flawless looks, fans, everything! Like finding treasure in trash. But then… “Luna demanded this cruelty.” “She called it filthy, forced humiliation.” “Why? I can’t take more—” “Is that urine?” “Luna tormented her over a resemblance.” ‘Is Luna this monstrous? I’m not her!’ “You’re terrifying—devil and angel.” ‘That wasn’t Luna—it was me.’ What twisted love is this?