Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 14: Femme Fatale

Giselle's POV

Killian is physically with me, but he isn't mentally there. He has been absent-minded the whole time that he is with me and I had to force out smiles on my face and act like I don't notice anything strange from him. Talking to him felt like I wasn't talking to a man, he was too distant to me. Although he gives me replies, I know he is just doing it out of respect.

I'm actually pissed off that he is treating me like how he was treating his ex-wife. I hope that after this dinner, things will change between us and go back to the way it was.

I know he already clarified that he has no feelings for me and has no plans of having feelings for me in the future. For him, the past is past and I'm planning to change his mind. The first step in doing that is by inviting him to dinner.

It doesn't matter whether he does have feelings or not. I'm just glad that he agreed to have dinner with me which means I might still have a chance with him.

"Hmmm," a moan escaped my lips as I took a bite of prime beef tenderloin cooked to perfection. "Doesn't it taste good?" I asked Killian with an excited smile on my face as I watched him take his first bite. Killian just slightly nodded his head. He had no reaction on his face as he ate. "It tastes good," he muttered emotionlessly.

Instead of showing my disappointment, I beamed instead which is the exact opposite of what I'm feeling.

"I know right? This place is highly recommended so I brought you here," I softly smiled.

I even chose an expensive fine-dining restaurant just to make sure that Killian wouldn't regret coming with me.

Everything inside the restaurant is in top detail from the soft lighting to the tables draped with crisp white linen giving the restaurant an elegant ambience.

not answer for a long time. My eyes squinted

talking to him,

my face to see what

gripped the skirt of my dress underneath the table when I saw a familiar figure of a woman whose back is turned

their table along with a man that she was with. Now I know

at looks like Astrid. Her figure and her hair look exactly like

again and it's all because I chose the wrong restaurant. Suddenly, the

felt like it would burst out of my chest until I realized

his attention back to his food. He looked disappointed, but he did

I could finally breathe properly again. Thankfully, she wasn't

a slice of steak on his food. "Here, taste this. It's so good," I muttered

didn't mention anything that happened earlier. I pretended that

I spoke

going to grow up, learn how to speak, and have a

I don't want that to happen. I don't want to break our son's heart." My brows

as I affectionately

no negative reaction from him, I continued

has left