I Am The Luna

Chapter 0388

VALERIE.

My heart races, the phone almost slipping from my hold as his words ring in my mind.

Zade turns, carrying me over to the chest of drawers and places me on top of it, still holding me tightly as he takes his own phone out and types something in on the web browser.

“I’m coming there,” Atticus adds firmly.

I’m about to stop him when I hesitate. “Fine… umm, I’ll text you the address because I’ve moved out of the apartment complex,” I say, looking at Zade who

nods.

“Ok, why?”

“I’ll talk to you in person,” I answer slowly.

“Alright, just stay safe, Valerie. Maybe you moving wasn’t a good idea.” Atticus replies quietly.

“I’m not a kid, Atticus…”

“I know, but it doesn’t mean I can’t worry. I’ll see you soon. I’m booking my flight right now.”

I bid him farewell and close my eyes, leaning back against the wall.

“It’s for the better, they need to know… I need to check if Matt is ok,” Zade says. quietly.

“Yeah… I’m really sorry…” I say quietly as he clicks on another link and the

words ‘Driver Dead‘ emblazoned on the screen.

me, and I feel

so

fault… this isn’t

nod, although I don’t

the

with this,” Zade promises.

neither am I now. What if they ask for your name?”

to calm the anxiousness

about me,” he says, and I nod. He’s careful,

and we’ll head to the station in the meantime,” he combs his fingers through my hair as he looks into

forehead against his. “Today is just

something to eat too,” he

to have to tell Atticus about us.”

his gaze dipping to my breasts, his eyes

it is going to be hard, I’m not going to pretend we are not together. I chose him because I have seen the good in him, even if he is

watching me intently, his fingers playing with the strap

what we began, but life just isn’t giving us

me a

stuff out of the truck,” he says, his hands caressing my waist

nod. “Make sure you bring everything into this room…” I

an eyebrow, looking down at me.

to the other room… but I think we can share a room… I want to…” I answer with a

cool you off…” he murmurs, glancing at me before he leaves the room, his fingers combing through

mind drifts to darker thoughts and I ponder over the crash.

and search for the story. Watching the video as two cars with no number plates close in on my

of the cars makes a

to the forefront of my head. Something I had not paid attention to. I had. seen that blue–grey truck parked at the apartment complex