The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0411

Chapter 0411

Veronica was still quiet.

I wished I could give her a hug, but I didn’t want to disturb her train of thought. She had personally asked me to come with her.

“I don’t need you to do anything,” she had said then. Her eyes had been downcast, like she was embarrassed to be asking for help. “But I would feel better if I knew you were there, supporting me.”

“I’ll always be supporting you,” I had said, thinking about what would happen when the competition was done and we all went our separate ways.

Coming here tonight was the absolute least I could do for her.

“I’m ready,” Veronica said now.

The rest of us waited in the observation room, as Veronica went alone through the door into the interrogation room.

Joyce glanced up as she entered. He seemed confused.

“What are you doing here?”

“Do you know who I am?” she asked.

“From the competition…” he said. He didn’t know her name.

“I’m Veronica,” she said. “And I was just like you. I was recruited into the underground organization from a very young age, and was raised to do their bidding.”

Joyce looked at her again in renewed interest. “How old were you?” he asked.

“Too young.”

Joyce dropped his gaze down to the table. “And you’re out now?”

exposed to their true colors. They never wanted to save the

why you are here? You think you can just feed me these lines and my life will change?” He looks at Veronica again, and there’s something dark in his eyes. “I may have been uncovered, but

said at

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undisturbed by his insults.

being a traitor to a crime

Joyce said once, and then

out of it for you, just like there was

himself horse,

into the room. Veronica turned and left, returning

toward her.

said. “This is only the beginning.” She looked to Julian. “I’d like to come back

Julian nodded. “Alright.”

“He

said. I did. “He wouldn’t have done that if Veronica’s words didn’t touch a nerve. He has doubts. We’ll have to

“You shouldn’t overly trouble

feels like this is healing some of the damage I’ve done

dared to argue with

me. Though modern, the facility did

my shoulders. I was instantly

“Thank you,” I whispered.

for you,” he

my face closer to the collar of the jacket.

was the smell

Bridget.

andisturbed by his insults.

traitor to a

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