The Luna Choosing Game
Chapter 0417
Chapter 0417
“Get in your places, please,” Nathan called from the bottom of the stage. Bridget hurried to take point beside him. “Are you two ready?”
“Ready,” Nicholas said. He had his script out too.
“Ready,” I echoed. My heart hammered in my chest as I skimmed the first line. This was going to be even worse than I thought.
“Begin!” Nathan called.
I braced myself. Nicholas was set to start off the scene.
His eyes were locked on the script. He didn’t speak right away.
“I said, begin!” Nathan said again.
Nicholas cleared his throat. When he looked up at me, his eyes were hard. “We have to end things between us,” he said.
God, I knew he was acting but the words still speared through me. He was just reading the
script, but my
my heart crumbled up in my chest. It was too real. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t.
I had to.
but it was also the question in
“Who?” I read.
doesn’t matter
to collect myself. Just keep reading. The sooner this was over, the sooner I could
hesitated again. “Well, I don’t love you.”
thinking that this was eerily close to how the end of our whatever–we–are might end. By nature of the contest, Nicholas would have to marry someone. We already knew it wouldn’t be me.
me there’s someone else. I almost had
him not to feel it back was
1/2
+15 BÔNUS
name on what we are to each other right now, nor have we fully admitted the extent of our feelings for one another.
realized I was
shattering my heart
then, as the tears
We were on stage with the whole of the competition watching, and Nathan. If he gave me a hint of special treatment, everyone one would.
About The Luna Choosing Game - Chapter 0417
The Luna Choosing Game is the best current series of the author Jane Above Story. With the below Chapter 0417 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 0417 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com