I Am The Luna

68. A Confrontation

ZAIA. The moment of truth is finally here. The time to confront Mom about this. Sebastian had it sent over faster than I was expecting and as Mom and I enter the kitchen, I feel my stomach flip nervously. My heart is pounding and the fear of what might actually turn out to be the truth is making my heart clamour with anxiousness.

What if it’s true? I was in denial. The fear inside of me is proof that I was not expecting this. I look around the large kitchen, where I have lived for the last few years. A home that we made together…

I still remember the moments Mom and I shared here over hot drinks. She has been there for me through all my worries and is always someone I could lean on. The one who has looked after my children when I have been busy.

“Zaia, why are you so pale?” Mom asks me, concerned, as she goes over to the sink and fills a glass of water from the tap. The sound of the water seems to echo loudly in the silence of the large kitchen. I look down at the paper. Sebastian had kept it to what I had asked him to include, but now that it’s in my hand…

“I’m going to ask you something, Mom and I want the truth. Take an oath upon me that you will tell the truth and only the truth.” My voice is shaky, and I observe her carefully as I await her answer. She looks concerned, worried, and even uneasy…

“I swear upon your life, Zaia. I will speak only the truth. Honey, what is it?” She asks, taking a gulp of the water as she approaches me. How do I ask her?

How do I accept the answer if it turns out to be true? This could change things between us forever if it is the truth.

“According to this… You were having an affair with someone by the name of Adam Toussaint, whilst you were with father. Is it true?” I ask. My heart is pounding incessantly as I stare at her.

Her face turns ashen, her hand flying to her chest as she steps back as if seeing a ghost. The moment she begins to tremble, her hands clamping over her mouth, I get my answer. It’s true.

How?

Why?

“You can’t show that to anyone!” Mom whispers as she rushes over and snatches it from my limp fingers.

simply stare at her. Her face turns even more pale as she stares at the message, and I look down at the

MOTHER WHOM YOU ADMIRE IS NOT WHO

AFFAIR WITH

SIN AFTER ALL. WE ALL KNOW

Sebastian’s humour.

MY NEXT MESSAGE SHOULD BE ADDRESSED TO HUGH TOUSSAINT HIMSELF, HE GOT A TASTE OF HIS BROTHER ADAM TOUSSAINT’S POSITION

IT’S FAIR, ISN’T IT?

FEEL WHEN HE REALISES THAT HIS MATE

HOLLOW FALLS PACK

I show it to anyone? It’s not true, is it?” I ask quietly.

as I step back, holding it away from her.

and she runs her hand through her hair frantically. I have never seen

whisper, grabbing my

Dad after you found out? Because that makes no sense! Dad left

glances towards the windows, as if scared someone might hear. “You yourself told me how he told you his mistress is pregnant and he broke up

ridden with cracks is crumbling a little more. Mom cheated on Dad. She

I need- just don’t tell anyone!” Mom’s jumbled words are erratic as she holds onto me as

hatred you have for Annette… when you yourself are just the same as her?” I whisper, unable to

you are not! Why? Why did you do it? You

so often! Your father was so lost in his work that he didn’t give me the time and

cheated on her! Is this really my

me, Mom! You always pretended to be a victim when you have done nothing but lie to me! How dare you?!” My own voice

the past. We are not together, stop it!” she hisses, glancing at the door worriedly, her tears streaming down her

be so rude to him when you yourself have done worse?” I ask, my voice breaking. She stares at me, as if stricken,

young…

should have owned up to it! You have done nothing but fill my ears against Dad when you did the very same!” I shout. “You instilled hatred for

loudly, and we stare at one another. Neither of us speaks for a moment, our emotions consuming

knife to her neck. I stare at her, unable to

for Dark Hollow Falls pack, and that means it might come out “Then you can’t go!” She cuts me off, her