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.

had a newborn baby waiting for me, and the loss of

myself to relive the

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

know what I’d done, and what

the night, before

looked back.

silk

half–pressed into

for a long time, as

belonged.

the two maids entered. I pulled

appearance. We had to get ready. Everything had to

derfdat

but I had decided to try to stay as

was already regaining some of the weight I’d lost. My ribs weren’t quite

wolves, but now I could at least last a full day

exhausted.

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

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