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.

a newborn baby waiting for me, and the loss of

to awaken, but I forced myself to relive the moment, watching

as it had that day. I’d hid my pain

him to know what I’d done,

cried long into the night, before I pulled myself together, left the Academy, and

looked back.

my eyes and stared at the silk canopy

half–pressed into

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

belonged.

sounded on the door, and the two maids entered. I pulled myself out of

the candidates‘ first public appearance. We had to

derfdat

I wouldn’t win the final selection, but I had decided to try to stay

already regaining some of the

as those with wolves, but now I could at least

exhausted.

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

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