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.

the hallway. I tried to grab at the door, at anything I could reach really, knowing Veronica was just over in the living

threw me out

handkerchief from

me. "Why throw your

"I pity you. You don't know what it's like to be in love. I

would never require

a moment, he hesitated. A small shimmer of hope spread through me.

that hope smashed down like waves on a

know how special she is," Ronan said, 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

at all. He was too far gone. Whatever delusion that had been spun for him or that he had spun for

And I was surely about to become a victim to

I made it a good foot or two, before he dove