The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 15

“Nicholas.”

I was dreaming. I must have been close to waking up to be so lucid.

I stood in my old room at the Academy. Nicholas had his back to me, his hand on the door handle. A

familiar curl of dread was growing in my stomach. A dull, physical ache rested behind my ribs.

This was the moment I had broken up with him.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“Save it.” His voice was rough. I’d hurt him, but he didn’t want to admit it. He wouldn’t let me see.

“Nick, please –”

“Don’t call me that.” He pulled the handle and the door swung open. The light of the hall was blinding.

compared to the dimness of the room.

I had wanted to stop him. I wanted to take back everything, and bring him into my arms again.

But I couldn’t.

for me, and the loss of

forced myself to relive the moment,

was gone, my body crumpled, just as it had that day. I’d hid my pain in front

what I’d done, and what it

long into the night, before I pulled myself together,

looked back.

silk canopy above

half–pressed into

her for a long time, as I pressed the memories back into the past

belonged.

door, and the two

the candidates‘ first public appearance. We had to get ready.

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selection, but I had decided to try to stay as long as I could,

of the weight I’d lost. My

be as strong as those with wolves, but now I could at least

exhausted.

Elva and I had matching light green gowns with faux wildflowers stitched into the skirt. Elva wanted to wear a flower crown to match, but unfortunately,

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