The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0587

I was entirely drawn into cleaning. So much so that the rest of the world seemed to fall into the background.

Maybe this was why I didn't notice right away the sound of footsteps and the slight drip of water down onto the ground from a very wet body.

Odd, I thought. Didn't I turn the facet off? Did it have a drip?

I turned my head toward the sink, when Ronan grabbed me by the back of the head, clutching a bunch of my hair, and yanked me backwards, off-balance and onto my ass.

I opened my mouth to scream, but he was prepared for that. He stuffed a soaking wet handkerchief into my mouth.

He started to drag me toward the door. I struggled, kicking my feet, while clawing at his wrist with my fingernails. But his hold was firm, and I couldn't seem to catch any friction on the floor.

"Why can't you just fucking die already?" Ronan snapped.

at the door, at anything I could reach really, knowing Veronica was

or not, Ronan threw me out the back door. I landed

the handkerchief from my mouth.

hoped someone could hear me. "Why throw your life away? For me? You don't even know

for you, you dumb bitch!" Ronan snapped. He loomed over me, staring down with open disgust and hatred in his eyes. "I pity you. You don't know what it's

never require

A small shimmer of hope spread through me. Maybe I'd gotten to him. Maybe

hope smashed down like waves on a rocky

entranced like a man possessed. "She asks so little of me, and accepts all of me. I will never betray her. Never desert her like so many others have before. Even if we

to be listening to me at all. He was too far gone. Whatever delusion that had been spun

to his delusion. And I was surely about

scrambling like a crab. I made it a good foot or two,