The Luna Choosing Game

“How long did you wait, Piper? A week? Two? It couldn’t have been long.”

He sounds like he’s jealous. Or was that an illusion? He doesn’t care about me and is just mad at me.

Maybe the latter is more logical.

His dark eyes burned into me, leaving my heart in scorched tatters. Never in a thousand years would i

have thought Nicholas would be so vicious to me.

“It wasn’t like that.” I said, to try to defend myself.

He crossed his hands over his chest. He wasn’t going to listen to me,

“Why even come here?” he asked me.

“My application was selected…”

“Why even apply? Were you trying to get to me?”

“No,” I said.

“Maybe you regret your child’s father. Maybe you want me back.” He laughed once, bitterly. “Like you

have a chance.”

The words sliced into me as surely as if he’d been holding a knife. He had changed since I’d known him.

Three w

years ago, he’d been kind and patient. I’d given him my heart and he’d gently cradled it. So many

nights, we’d laid under the stars, trading kisses and stories.

Once, when he’d spent all night looking at me, I had told him, “You’re missing the

starlight.”

He’d replied, “I can see it in your eyes.”

The man before me now was nothing like the one I had known. The man here was arrogant, indifferent. and imposing in how he carried himself.

Breaking up with him had never been something I wanted to do. It hurt me still, thinking upon it, so I had tried to push it to the back of my thoughts

other things to focus on like work, and caring for Elva, that I could successfully distract myself from

seeing what he had become, brought all those feelings

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I couldn’t help but wonder if I was misremembering the past. Maybe he’d never been

wasn’t that young, innocent girl

adding some bite to my own voice.

is a mistake, and

my spine. “You are the only woman who ever dared to break up with me. Piper. I’ll

into the parlor. I thought he might slam the door behind him, as enraged

Elva continued resting, undisturbed.

wanted to hate him. So

bastard but he liked children. He’d been kind to Elva. He didn’t take any of his misconceptions

wanted to hate him, but I

to my knees beside the

world, maybe Elva would have been our child. If we had stayed together, maybe he would have revealed his secret in time. Maybe the three of

was a nice

was very far

I needed to go home and

I

the cushion. I was so drained, from the trip,

my own

Excuse me,

open

nervous official hovered over me. I beg your pardon, miss, but the King Luna, and princes

from my eye. “Wait, there’s been a

looked up again, he was already disappearing out of the room. He left the

on the couch, watching me with curious eyes. “Is it time

smile. It is. We have to be quiet though, okay? No one can talk when

Luna are talking.”

“Okay”

Elva into my arms

family was standing atop some type of stage

side. The three princes flanked his other

on the bills in my purse. He was pale with hollowed out cheeks,

himself well and his voice camed far,

he said, calming the crowd and gaining

pleased by your presence and

in and whispered