I Am The Luna

Chapter 0338

Surprise flitters across his face, and he looks between us.

“Me?”

“No, we were talking to the ghost beside you,” Sebastian says sarcastically.

“Ah no, I mean I don’t mind but I… are you sure you want someone invading your place?” he asks uncertainly.

That isn’t a blatant no.

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“I think we could use your help too,” I say with a smile, knowing that would make him feel better.

“Yeah, you’ll be good for babysitting,” Sebastian remarks.

Aran is about to counter before he smiles slightly and sighs. “Well, I don’t think that is such a bad idea. Maybe I will accept.”

“Great!” I say pulling free from Sebastian’s hold and hugging Aran, surprising

him.

He relaxes soon and hugs me back.

“Thank you, Zaia… Thank you, Sebastian, it will be nice having the children around,” he says, his eyes soft, despite his brisk tone.

both know him better than that. Past that tough exterior is a man who cares deeply.

I say as I move

are you both certain? I know Sebastian and I do clash…” he

I’d like to have you there. He says quietly, just like

as he stretches his hand awkwardly before hesitating

to Sebastian. He glances at me, but he doesn’t argue, stepping forward and

looks surprised, but I don’t miss the glistening sparkle in his eyes as he

hugs Sebastian back.

proud to have a son like you,”

arrogantly and I brush my

wn tears

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is going well.

to get them to bed, and Sebastian turns to me, offering me his hand.

for a small

he takes my hand, lacing his fingers with mine as we walk along the path, gazing at the stars

my head against his shoulder,

life is that you don’t need a man, but if you do accept one into

loyalty, and appreciation are important, and if one is forgotten or broken, it can cause

Sebastian in my life, but I choose to have him in my life on my own accord. Regardless of all those who judged me saying I should stay for my children, or tolerate him for the

Sebastian and I are in the right place, for ourselves and for this relationship. Only then can I give my best to him, our children, and this

asks as we come to a stop, and he raises my hand to his lips, kissing my knuckles tenderly.

I say softly.

“Oh?”