Counterback of the Despised Luna

Chapter 55 My Call

Finished

“Enough!” 1 interrupted Queenie, my voice firm and unyielding. “Rosaline and Ryan are only friends. Stop making baseless accusations.

Despite my words, an image surfaced in my mind–Rosaline at the bar, her voice carrying through the air as she sang for Ryan. It was a memory 1 hadn’t wanted, yet it lingered.

1 clenched my jaw, tension rippling through me. No one spoke, the weight of my frustration silencing the room. Without another glance. I walked back to my office. Yet as I sat at my desk, I couldn’t concentrate.

The thought of Rosaline and Ryan together refused to leave me alone,

I turned to the papers before me, flipping through them aimlessly. The words blurred together, refusing to form in my mind.

A knock sounded at the door, breaking the cycle of my thoughts. Beta Yale stepped inside, a file in his hands. “Mr. Holbrook, I need your signature on this.”

I took the file, signed where needed, and handed it back. As Yale turned to leave, I spoke without thinking. “Yale, if a woman doesn’t think much of a man, why would that be?”

He stopped, clearly taken aback. Turning slowly, he gave me a questioning look. “What are you getting at,

I repeated the question, this time with more resolve. Yale paused, then tilted his head in thought.

“I’m not sure who you’re talking about, but maybe she doesn’t think the man is good enough for her.”

His answer hit harder than I expected, leaving a strange unease in its wake.

“Leave,” I said, dismissing him.

Yale exited without another word, and I leaned back in my chair, his words replaying in my mind.

Rosaline doesn’t think I’m good enough?

How could she possibly see me that way?

The thought gnawed at me, persistent and maddening. I couldn’t let it rest.

for the phone, I

through, steady and

my office,” I said, then hung up before

Rosaline’s POV:

figure out what Caden wanted this

calling me in for the smallest reasons, as though

to the 18th floor and walked directly to

55 My Call

clear voice rang

Finished

his desk, his jacket draped over the sofa

at the strength beneath. His striking features made him look like he’d stepped out of a painting, his sharp

were fixed on the screen as his hand

stood frozen, staring. It was no

hand, he’d chosen work

something you like?” His lips curved faintly, his

my cheeks. I cleared my throat and looked away. I didn’t realize

meet with Fostrau’s reps this afternoon?” he asked, finally pausing. He leaned back in his chair. crossing one leg over the other

His interest in

I didn’t

he said, his

to remain calm. “The meeting focused on next steps. I’m organizing the notes

turned, ready to leave, but his voice stopped

“What is it?”

-What

raised his bandaged hand slightly.

stared, caught off guard. “You can do

he spoke. “As the one who saved your life, I think it’s only fair that you handle this.”

the Eclipse Pack

already

all his pride, could be impossibly stubborn.

an annoyed look.

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