I Am The Luna

Chapter 0315

“Anyway, Valerie, Atticus tells me you are a doctor, so are you like a doctor, doctor? Fully qualified?” Shelby asks me.

“Yes, fully qualified and definitely a doctor, doctor,” I answer with a smile.

“I told you that, Mom,” Atticus adds.

“I’m making conversation. Shush you.” Shelby counters, waving her hand.

I chuckle as I look at Atticus, who is almost pouting and I feel light. Even when we are faced with pain and tragedy, there are moments that lift that burden, and this is one of those.

“Thank you.‘

Atticus looks down at me, that trademark smirk on his face.

‘No need to thank me. That’s what brothers are for.‘

I don’t respond, but I don’t think he realises that not all brothers are… just like Zade.

He is nothing to Zaia like Atticus is to me….

(FLASHBACK – TWO DAYS AGO)

“Doctor, he isn’t eating.” One of the men says holding Toussaint’s file card.

I purse my lips, refusing to let my emotions take over.

none other than Zade

let him continue to starve,” I reply, turning away.

“Doctor…”

who killed Jai, but

later tonight or tomorrow,” I reply

fallen, but I had not gone to check on Zade even though I had the time. Who cares if he dies of starvation? I throw the bag I’m holding to the ground

have never hated someone so deeply and passionately as I do Zade. Why did Jai have to die?! Why

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not Zade?!

did the Goddess do this?!

over again. I sit

I didn’t deserve your

smile come to

I stand up. Deciding to get this over with

before I am allowed

prisoner

it like the one any other prisoner is kept in. It is a cage surrounded

slumped in the chair, bound with chains, his head hanging back, is

his abs is carved deep. Chiselled to perfection,

if he’s even awake as he remains unmoving and only when the door is unlocked, and I’m allowed in, do I

of a coward you are. You wouldn’t be serving your punishment if you died so soon, right?” I say coldly, staring down at the man in the chair. He slowly raises his head and cocks a brow, but like always, he says nothing.

his

stares at me, face unreadable, his pale eye creeping me out, and I quickly take out the injection of vital vitamins that would keep him alive even if he

like the way those eyes are watching me, and my heart begins racing as I