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.

and I feel terrible.

so, so sorry.”

not your fault… this isn’t

I don’t feel

to have to go down to the station. That was my car,”

with this,”

and neither am I now. What if they ask for

to calm the anxiousness I’m feeling.

ID. You don’t need to worry about me,” he says, and I nod. He’s careful, he’ll be ok.

the meantime,” he combs his fingers

his. “Today is

we’ll grab something to eat too,” he kisses my shoulder and I

I’m going to have to tell

his gaze dipping to my breasts, his eyes darkening. “We could leave that

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 rough around the edges.

playing with the strap of my bra. “Come

to finish what we began, but life

a minute,” I

the stuff out of the truck,” he says, his

you bring everything into this room…” I

raises an eyebrow, looking down

need to cool off you can go to the other room… but I

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

there before my mind drifts to darker thoughts and I ponder

own web browser and search for the story. Watching the video as two cars with no number plates close in on my car from both

cars makes a flash of memory from

to. I had. seen that blue–grey truck parked at the apartment complex the night before.