The Luna Choosing Game

Elva wiped her nose with her sleeve. Her eyes fixed on me, she asked, “But what about Mommy?”

“Oh, sweetie,” Piper said. “We’ve talked about this.”

“You like her more than Mommy?”

“I’m sorry,” Piper said to me.

I shook my head. “No. I don’t like her more than your mom.”

I looked at Piper and found her looking back at me with wide eyes. Had she thought something different? Surely she knew how Lilliana was. And out of everyone here, she would know what I truly desired in a partner.

“What’s your favorite color, Piper?”

She seemed surprised, but still answered, “Green.”

Lilliana could not hold a candle to Piper.

I

I refused to believe that I still held romantic feelings for Piper. If I felt anything more than friendship at any moment, it was likely I was only remembering how I used to feel when we had been dating.

Nostalgia held a strong influence.

But even only as friends, Piper was miles ahead of the rest of the girls here, in terms of my favor. If it had been proper for me to do so, I would have claimed her as a favorite before Julian could have a chance.

she had no desire to be

you like Mommy, why can’t you be my daddy?”

went red.

n sorry →→

waved off her concern.

two people liked each other, then they should be together. It made sense, if

here. A crown and a throne,

question, Elva,” I said. “But there

tucked her chin down to her chest, sulking.

+15 BONUS

telling her a joke. “You are

now. She was still crying,

smile.

that, Elva? You

looked at me again.

herself at me. Piper continued to rub her back as Elva buried her face into

with Piper as my wife, and Elva as my

little dream, that for the full length