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

for Elva,

seeing what he had become, brought all those feelings crashing back into Tome so hard, they stole my breath

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

I wasn’t that

I said, adding some bite to my own

a mistake, and I

only woman who ever dared to break up with me. Piper. I’ll

then, walking out into the sitting room, and then out into the parlor. I thought he might slam the door behind him, as enraged as he was, but instead, he gently closed

Elva continued resting, undisturbed.

to hate him. So

insensitive bastard but he liked children. He’d been kind to Elva. He didn’t

to hate

my knees beside the couch where

Elva would have been our child. If we had stayed together, maybe he would have revealed

was a nice

My reality was very

I needed to go home and look for another

I

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

own eyes slid

Excuse

blinked open my

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

uh.“I rubbed the sleep from my

I looked up again, he was already disappearing out

the couch, watching me with curious eyes. “Is it time for more pretty

be quiet though, okay? No one can talk when the King

Luna are talking.”

“Okay”

pulled Elva into my arms

family was standing atop some type

on one side. The three princes flanked his other

the bills in my purse. He was pale with hollowed

himself well and his voice camed far, like

he said, calming the crowd and

by your presence and look forward to becoming more acquainted

leaned in and whispered something in the King’s