I Am The Luna

A Light at the End

ZAIA. My heart skips a beat as I stare at Jai, my legs refusing to move when he rushes over to me and quickly puts his arm around me to help me up faster, not wanting to hurt my arm.

“Quick!” Panic fills me as I rush from the room, stumbling as the floor seems to move and bend and I close my eyes, following him blindly.

Calm down Zaia….

“Look!” he says with uncontained excitement. I open my eyes, my vision blurring as I stare at the bed, it takes me a moment to realise what he’s showing me and my heart thumps as I gasp.

The steady beeping of the machine fills the room, and I stare at the EEG machine screen. There’s brain activity!

Not just a faint spurt, but a steady rhythm of increased activity. Hope fills my scrambled mind and my heart leaps in excitement. Valerie… It’s working!

I look at the moon, hope filling me. Thank you, Goddess…

My breath hitches as her lips move ever so slightly, as she lifts two fingers a little before she relaxes into her pillows and the machine calms down.

But neither of us is devastated, because one thing is clear, it’s working. It’s working! Meaning my Val is coming back to me – to us!

Jai looks at me and I’ve never seen him happier. “She’s going to make it. Everything be damned if she’s going to come back.” He says, giving me a smile that I have not seen on his face in a while. 1

caressing her hair and her cheek. His heart is racing and my own fills with warmth. He really needs this. “Valerie…” Jai

to wake up quickly, but I remain silent as

I believe it. He’s remained strong, not given up hope, but

look at the moon before I kiss her forehead gently. I’m happy yet exhausted. The events

better. Thank you for not allowing her family to pull the plug. I

nothing to thank me for. She is as important to me as she is to you.” I say softly. He nods before he seems to observe me. “Are you alright? You

I don’t need to ruin that. We’ll

morning.” I say. “She is going to wake up.” He nods, giving me a small

door silently behind me, and head upstairs. I tread carefully to the twin’s room. They’re fast asleep cuddled against mom who is asleep as well. A storybook

looks tired, and it’s obvious she cried. herself to sleep. My heart squeezes as I gently pick up the book, not wanting to disturb

three squeezed into Sia’s bed, but they look content, so I don’t disturb them. Switching off the lamp, I

on each of their foreheads, Mom frowns slightly and I quietly move back before I turn and tiptoe to the door. I pause, my hand on the door frame

children can have the life they deserve. One free from risks and danger. I leave the room, silently closing the door

I pause and glance down the hall at the room Sebastian is in before I make my way there. Opening the door quietly, I slip inside. He’s still unconscious, but I can tell he’s

I’m sorry…

off my heels and necklace, dropping the jewellery onto

to the bed and slowly slip in beside him. His scent and his warmth welcome me and right now I need it. I rest my head on the edge of the pillow,

I whisper, staring at the side of his face. So much has happened… and who did this to him?

against his. Tingles of pleasure rush through me, my

around me, he is the one I feel I can truly trust. Please wake up. I brush my

Please…

to move back when his eyes open

breath. “Bastien!” I say, flinging

as I sit back on my knees, placing my hand on his chest as I

anytime.” He says, his voice thick and hoarse. I can’t help but smile,

he’s awake! Goddess! He’s

quickly get off the bed, rushing to get him.

and although I know it’s taking a lot out of him, he pushes through, his pride not letting him give up, and he manages to

position and looks. at me, gripping his left flank. “Here,” I say, my heart thundering, and I raise the glass to his lips. He reaches up but grits

helping him drink. He takes a few big gulps before he moves his head back and

alive.” He mutters, staring at the ceiling before looking at me. I sit down beside him, and he lets go

meet mine, not missing the hunger in them, and I’m very aware of the way his thumb is caressing my bare thigh. “What happened?” I ask as his gaze skims over my breasts,

of me. The way he’s looking at me is drowning me. Please say

the symbol there. “What

couple of days… but a lot has happened,” I say as he struggles to

shoulder and gently force him back. Right now, I’m stronger

still feel like

running my fingers through his hair that falls. over