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.

out into the hallway. I tried to grab at the door, at anything I could reach really, knowing Veronica was

Ronan threw me out the back door. I landed with a thud

the handkerchief from

I hoped someone could hear me. "Why

what it's like to be in love. I would do anything for

would never require someone to murder for

shimmer of hope spread through me. Maybe

moment, that hope smashed down like waves

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 cannot be together, I will see her dreams

words didn't faze him. He didn't seem to be listening to me at all. He was too far gone. Whatever delusion that had been spun for him or that he had spun for himself, it had overwhelmed

was surely about to become

it a