I Am The Luna

ZAIA. I stare at him trying to process everything he has just told me. My mind and emotions are wreaking havoc within me. How is this possible?

How could Mom do this?

How could she lie to me like this?

Annette is Mom’s sister?

I’m conflicted, but it’s clear he is not lying. There is so much to take in, including the fact that Annalise and I are not sisters but cousins. It’s our moms who are half-sisters, something even Mom doesn’t know.

This is a mess. First, I learn I have a brother, then I learn Dad had a brother, followed by me learning that Annalise is not my sister and that Annette is Mom’s sister.

That’s… confusing. But more than that is the fact that Mom cheated. I am unable to process how she always portrayed herself as the one being cheated on.

She genuinely looked the part too… I had seen her sadness and her struggle so many times. It’s not possible, I mean I believe Dad but is there a possibility it’s a lie? A misconception or maybe even a trick?

I’ve seen the raw pain Mom’s been in…. the sadness at the fact Annette stole her mate. That can’t be faked, can it?

Only a terrifyingly good actress could put up such an act for so many years. There’s got to be more to it!

She told me when I was old enough that it had broken her, realising Dad had cheated on her and wanted to be with his mistress. Why would she do that and break down into tears?

“Dad…” I say softly, we’ve never been close until the last few years, and even now I feel we are still becoming closer.

I don’t know if he’d appreciate my concern, but right now, I can’t hide the pain I feel for him. I love him and I want him to know I will always be here for him. “Look at me.”

He looks up from where he had his head hanging, and I smile gently. “Things will be alright…” I promise. Will it?

How do you recover from betrayal after betrayal?

“Of course.” He replies, reminding me of his usual self. My father is strong, that I know.

you… can I ask Mom about this? I mean, she’s always been so heartbroken with you cheating on her. Is there a high chance that

as he shrugs slightly. ” Maybe there’s a misunderstanding?” “No, it was definitely her, I saw her clearly, unless there is a woman who smells, and looks exactly like her then, maybe. It was my mate

seems so sure. “I see… then, may I confront her?

mean the truth of Adam being brought to light.” He says quietly. I get it… that could put

“I understand…”

some point the truth must be revealed… but until all this mess with the

I won’t let it. You are not going to prison father,” I say, a sudden thought

wants to see her reaction when I question her about it. If there’s even a ray of

a note to myself… with this information… something I will open in front of Mom, I want to see her reaction when I show it to her. It’s safe and believable,

is what you want, and if that’s what you need to do to believe me,

“I believe you Dad, and I am so sorry… All my life I’ve been told by mom that you cheated… you never

you, that won’t change, Zaia. Are you certain you want to do this now?” he asks. “I don’t want it to cause issues between you. Live

allow me to do so,

told me will not leave this room, but I am also warmed by his words in defence of Mom. How can your views and respect for a

to think over it before he nods slowly, frowning. “Very well,”

know he needs a good

more to it than just business rivalry, but he’s been through enough today. That can wait for

hands. ” Come, let’s go home, I’ll

and I have already argued.” He says with a heavy sigh. I

my tears away and fix my top, hoping I

going to fix things for him. He’s held strong for me. It’s my turn to carry the weight for those whom I love,

the reports the guards had written up. Gaspard observes me for a moment and I’m sure he can see I’ve been

mansion with Gordon, who is on duty, anyway. Only when the door shuts, do I tell the driver to take me home. One

at the files in my hand, I flip through them.

if there are others she’s blackmailed or abused… A. full investigation must be carried out. If I build my case, I might

I just need to have more solid backing. Mom’s family knew about the Blood Born,

never knew she was her sister … is it

I lean back against the leather seat, mulling over

Mom and Annette’s history…

the car halts

look towards the dark path that curls around the side of the house, and for a split second, I’m tempted to try

so painful…

armchair beside the bed, his head