Chosen By The Moon

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Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 258

“I’m good, just lost track of the time.” I answered before realizing my clothes were outside, with Lewis! “Could you pass me the clothes you found, please?” I asked before opening the door up a crack to see Lewis already holding them in his hands. His gaze averted me as he passed the bundle of fabric to me and once again patiently waited for me to exit the bathroom. “Thank you, Lewis.” I smiled at him as I stepped out and awkwardly rocked on my feet slightly in the tshirt and jogging bottoms that were clearly far too big for me. My wet hair cascaded down my back and my bare feet curled slightly out of awkwardness. “I’m sorry for making you wait so long.”

He didn’t say a word about how long it had actually been, in fact he didn’t say anything at all, he just stared at me, his eyes darting over every inch of my face, flashing with so many thoughts I couldn’t for the life of me understand any of them.

“You look breathtaking.” Came his response after a minute of me fidgeting with my bare feet. Nothing but sincerity could be found on his features as he dropped the book he had obviously been reading.

He too was dressed comfortably, he was sat up comfily in bed, an open book that most likely had his head buried in it, now sat in his lap, open but not even an after thought as he gazed at me.

“Was that you secretly complimenting your choice of clothes?” I asked after the shock of his confession. had passed over me. He chuckled but kept his eyes trained on me, it was making my stomach flutter and so I quickly changed the subject. “What book are you reading?”

he was even reading until I mentioned it. He lifted it very briefly before plopping it once again back down on his legs. “Great expectations, by Charles Dickens. It’s very old, but it’s my one of my favorites.” He

never heard of it…” I admitted to which he instantly feigned hurt. “I don’t really like reading, after the new world I didn’t really have the time to do any, I can’t even remember what my favorite book was.” He placed a small piece of paper into the page he was on and closing the

bed and walking over

must like the author.” My fingers gently

indents of

his head while I absentmindedly opened

before handing him the book, pulling the covers back on

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smiled quickly and slid under the quilt himself before hesitantly holding his arm out for me

so immediately, and placed my head on his shoulder while his arm

the best of times, it was the worst of

is what I always imagined happiness would

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