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

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

faced with him now and seeing what he had become, brought all those

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

I wasn’t that young, innocent girl

you want,” I said, adding some bite to my own voice. The hurt made

mistake, and I intend to correct

ran along my spine. “You are the only woman who ever dared to break

out into the sitting room, and then out into the parlor. I thought he might slam the door behind him, as enraged

Elva continued resting, undisturbed.

hate

that door. He might be a cruel, insensitive bastard but he liked children. He’d been kind to

wanted to hate

sunk to my knees beside the couch where

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

was a nice

wasn’t reality. My reality was very far

I needed to go home and look

I

rested my head beside Elva’s on the cushion. I was so drained, from the

quickly, my own

me Excuse me,

blinked open my

me. I beg your pardon, miss, but the King Luna, and princes have arrived, I

rubbed the sleep from my eye. “Wait, there’s been

already disappearing out of

up on the couch, watching me with curious eyes.

have to be quiet though, okay? No

Luna are talking.”

“Okay”

pulled Elva into my arms and camed her

atop some type of stage The King stood

one side. The three princes flanked his other

did on the bills in my purse. He

camed far, like he was accustomed to

crowd and gaining their attention “Congratulations on

monumental event. We are very pleased by your presence and look

Luna leaned in and whispered something