I Am The Luna

Chapter 0372

“Thanks,” I whisper, smiling at it before I quickly get out of bed and pull on my slippers. I’m in an oversized nightshirt, but I don’t have time to change.

I grab my keys and phone and sneak into the hall, crossing the empty tiled hall to Zade’s door. It feels strange using this side, but I don’t really have an option. The question is, will he answer it?

Hmm, what should I do?

Maybe I should try to make peace some other way….

But I don’t even know what he likes…

Frowning, I stand there staring at my slippers just as my phone beeps and I look down to see it’s Cassian… I regret giving him my number, I hope he isn’t pushy, maybe next time I’ll make it clear I’m not single….

I am, but I’m not interested in him.

Exhaling, I raise my hand to knock when I pause, my knuckles millimetres from the door. What if I just make him angry again?

“Zade, can you please not ignore

rate, I’m going to have to do something drastic to get

But what?

sigh, pressing my forehead to the cold door. “Zade, I know you’re pissed, but please… can I just speak to you?”

my shoulders slump in

can I do?

was not something I’m used

Maybe tomorrow…

am certain he didn’t leave unless he somehow managed to sneak away, although I was half asleep, half awake, keeping my ear out for any sounds of the door

+15 BONUS

feel exhausted as I get ready for work, putting on a bit of makeup to appear normal. As much as I wish I could take another day off, I can’t, not when the

virus are on the

As I predicted, it is an extremely busy day but at least keeping busy meant I didn’t have to talk to Cassian although I

get into the car to return home feeling as if death has hit me. I’m

the same ramen, he got me as a peace offering, he’d let me speak. to him. I don’t think that’s going to

I’m not sure he’s even been eating, not

comes and I am outside of Zade’s apartment again with a bag that contains two steaming pots of delicious

call, wishing he’d answer. I wait, hoping the smell of the noodles tempts him, but once again, I’m met with silence. “Fine, don’t talk to me, but if you want the ramen,

wondering what more I could

stop in my tracks, a sudden thought coming to my mind.

Oh yes,

for drastic measures.

to my apartment door silently, opening and shutting the door with a snap before I silently tip–toe back to Zade’s