I Am The Luna

Chapter 62

HUGH. I look across at her. My head is bursting with incessant throbbing. I have drunk far too much, but even then; it was not enough to drown out the suffering within my mind.

The turmoil of the past and present mix into one bubbling stew that is ready to explode. What exactly did I do for the world and the Goddess if she is up there to work against me time and time again? “Dad…”

She brings me from my train of thought, and I suck in a slow breath as I look at her. She is nothing like her mother. I am truly proud of her.

“There’s far too much to share, Zaia.” “I’m ready to hear it. You have been here for me father, let me be here for you.”

I sigh heavily. Never have I felt so tired of carrying these secrets. “The beginning,” I say as I tug free from her hold and stand up. “The beginning…”

I walk towards the window and stare out at the moon. Do I tell her? There is so much that this might change…

“Zaia… there is no turning back from here. If I tell you the truth, then-”

“I’m ready for it,” I say quietly. Am I wrong to tell her? But if something happens to me… she should know the reality.

“Very well then, I swear that everything I say is nothing but the truth. But I want you to remember that regardless of what I tell you, it should not affect the way you see things and… it remains between us.”

“Ok…” She sounds worried and I look up at the moon. It’s glowing brightly, almost soothing

It’s time to share the burden that has been on my mind for years. The mistakes I’ve made, the betrayal I was dealt, the sins I’ve committed… it is all becoming too much.

and content with my mother. I didn’t expect things to change overnight,

would have mentioned it if your mother had told you… but… I had a brother, he was a few years older than

and I try to remain emotionless. “No, Mom’s never mentioned that.” She murmurs. “So, she didn’t.” I

hurt? I nod slowly. “Well… his name was Adam, and he was

(FLASHBACK TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO)

are they? I walk through the silent house, it’s

a business trip and was not set to return until Friday, but after sealing the deal early; I

with her and surprise her, she’ll be happy to see

even 10 pm yet. Where is

in the archway to the lounge, spotting the two

wouldn’t call that a party. I sniff the air. I

Was he back in town? Maybe she changed her plans because he showed up. I take off my jacket and put my small

but I wanted to get back quickly. I head upstairs to find her. I’m halfway down the hall to our bedroom when I stop outside the

mate, nor had he taken a Luna of choice, preferring

is open, and I pop my head

hall to my own bedroom when the sound of moans reaches my ears. My heart thuds as I slowly step closer, fear clawing at me as a heavy weight settles in

room; the moans getting louder and sickening. I recognise that voice. I’ve heard it far too

Hugh, what you don’t see, you don’t

Leave. But no, I have to know. The lamp is on, bathing the master bedroom

is one that I will never forget. Melanie is on all fours on our bed as none other than Adam, my brother, is pounding into her

begs him to fuck her harder like ‘last time’. I turn away as my entire world

me. Silently I make my way back downstairs, I grab my jacket and briefcase exiting the house

(END OF FLASHBACK)

cheat on me with my brother. I was always the one doing the workload… the boring one… of course, they’d all prefer him. She

returned the following day, and they both looked me in the eye as if nothing was wrong. I couldn’t bring myself to tell them I knew… and so I didn’t. I kept it in. I went through grief, regret, pain, betrayal… alone… As Melani pretended to love me, each day that passed only made the pain inside of

when she places a hand on my back,

She’s my daughter… regardless…

told me she was pregnant… I wasn’t expecting that and after what happened I wanted to know if the child was even mine… and so with the help of a doctor, at one of her check-ups I had a small

whispers, sounding

say quietly. Her heart is thumping, and I grip the window ledge. “Knowing I

to her, guilt filling me. I’m causing her additional stress. As her father, I should be

say quietly, touching her cheek. She looks down, and she reminds me of the child that was constantly pulled between

glittering with tears. “Adam.” I sigh before turning back to

to me. That this pregnancy would bring us closer. I made sure to give her attention and love.

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