Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0137

Chapter 0137

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We arrived at the concert later than I had expected, but I had never experienced VIP access before and wasn’t quite sure what to anticipate. Instead of waiting in the long line that snaked around the building, we entered through a side door. Once inside, we ascended a set of stairs that led us to a balcony overlooking the stage.

The venue wasn’t a huge arena; it was a regular theater, which relieved me. Although I knew people would notice us and there would be some commotion, it was comforting to realize we weren’t surrounded by thousands of fans

-just a few hundred on the floor below.

Still, as we settled into our seats in the balcony, a wave of nerves washed over me, and Alexander must have sensed my unease.

“You’ve been quiet tonight,” he said, his voice low and observant.

“Am I?”

trying to sound casual. “I’m sorry, I guess I’ve

in particular on your mind?” Alexander asked, his curiosity evident, though

just can’t stop thinking about

for me, as I let my sentence trail

slight sigh. “I can’t figure out the best way to draw them out.

it’s his responsibility to deal

to confront the traitor in our midst. I couldn’t see a solid reason for not sharing my suspicions, especially considering David’s confession about poisoning me and Alexander’s discovery that my medication had been

I worried he might not believe me or that it could endanger him further. David had already proven he would stop at nothing to get his way, and if he perceived my father as an obstacle, he would try to eliminate him. It felt safer to handle it myself, but

could have voiced all of this, but the words stuck in my throat. I stared at Alexander, wide–eyed,

the sound of a loud guitar drowned out my thoughts. Instantly, I was on my feet, stepping to the balcony railing to look down at the

abrasive, and

wanted to know what. On some level, I felt he deserved to know. After all, I had dragged him so deeply

my original timeline. I couldn’t reveal that this was tuy second chance. Even if he believed me, it wouldn’t change anything; it would only complicate the situation for him. So what was the point of saying it? No, it was better if kept it

obvious disinterest, likely due to how bad the music was. I did my best to pretend I was enjoying it, though I could sense he