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

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

all those feelings crashing back into Tome so hard,

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that I couldn’t help but wonder if I was misremembering the past. Maybe he’d never been kind. Maybe I had been too naïve

wasn’t that young, innocent girl

to my own voice. The

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spine. “You are the only woman who ever dared to break up with me. Piper. I’ll never allow the

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

Elva continued resting, undisturbed.

hate him.

that door. He might be a cruel, insensitive bastard but he liked children. He’d been kind to Elva. He didn’t take any of

to hate

knees beside the couch

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

a

very far

here. I needed to go home and look for another job,

I

the cushion. I was so drained, from

quickly, my own eyes

Excuse me,

open

beg your pardon, miss, but the King

sleep from my eye.

disappearing out of the room. He left the

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

gave her my softest smile. It is. We have to be quiet though, okay? No

Luna are talking.”

“Okay”

into my arms and

royal family was standing atop some

side. The three princes flanked his

King looked older than he did on the bills in my purse. He was

voice camed far, like he was accustomed

calming the crowd and gaining their attention “Congratulations

by your presence

whispered something in