I Am The Luna

Chapter 0372

“Thanks,” I whisper, smiling at it before I quickly get out of bed and pull on my slippers. I’m in an oversized nightshirt, but I don’t have time to change.

I grab my keys and phone and sneak into the hall, crossing the empty tiled hall to Zade’s door. It feels strange using this side, but I don’t really have an option. The question is, will he answer it?

Hmm, what should I do?

Maybe I should try to make peace some other way….

But I don’t even know what he likes…

Frowning, I stand there staring at my slippers just as my phone beeps and I look down to see it’s Cassian… I regret giving him my number, I hope he isn’t pushy, maybe next time I’ll make it clear I’m not single….

I am, but I’m not interested in him.

Exhaling, I raise my hand to knock when I pause, my knuckles millimetres from the door. What if I just make him angry again?

“Zade?” I call quietly, no reply. “Zade, can you please not ignore me?”

At this rate, I’m going to have to do something drastic to get his attention!

But what?

I knock a few more times, he doesn’t answer, and I sigh, pressing my forehead to the cold door. “Zade, I know you’re pissed, but please… can I just speak to you?”

He ignores me again, and my shoulders slump in defeat.

more can I

him a little more time… maybe he’ll cool off… seeing him so angry was not something I’m used to, and it did

Maybe tomorrow…

unless he somehow managed to sneak away, although I was half asleep, half awake, keeping my ear out for any sounds

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putting on a bit of makeup to appear normal. As much as I wish I could

the new virus are on the

is an extremely busy day but at least keeping busy meant I didn’t have to talk to Cassian although I do need to decline his invitation, but I didn’t get

get into the car to return home feeling as if death has

he got me as a peace offering, he’d let me speak. to him. I don’t think that’s

After all, I’m not sure he’s even been eating, not that I’ve been

I am outside of Zade’s apartment again with a bag that contains two steaming pots of delicious large

Can you at least open up? I have ramen.” I call, wishing he’d answer. I wait, hoping the smell of the noodles tempts him, but once again, I’m met with silence. “Fine, don’t talk to me, but if you want the ramen, I’m leaving

down, wondering what more

my room when I stop in my tracks, a sudden thought coming to my

Oh yes,

for drastic

to do just that, I go over to my apartment door

sit down.

There. Excellent.

hope he comes for the ramen, and I can jump inside and force him to

Excellent plan!

Or maybe not…

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