Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 107: First Encounter

Astrid's POV

Nova never left my side. She stayed beside me, keeping me company in this little boring room where silence enveloped us as I secretly grieved on my own.

I curled on my bed, facing the opposite direction as emptiness filled my heart. My eyes remained open, unblinking as I thought of the unborn child that I lost.

I pressed a hand to my still-flat abdomen where my child used to be. The comforting swell that had given her so much joy was already gone. There's just nothing in there but the unyielding flatness of my own skin.

With a shuddering breath, I closed my eyes, shutting out the world. In the darkness, I allowed my tears to finally fall, mourning not just the child I had lost but also the mother I would never be.

I felt hollow and useless, the emptiness inside me echoing, swallowing me whole in a depressive state.

I know my tears couldn't bring my baby back. It would never erase how I failed as a mother and the crushing guilt that I couldn't keep my child safe.

For this mistake, I will only forgive myself once those who killed my child get what they deserve. I will only learn to forgive myself once I see Giselle suffer for her sins with my very own eyes.

"Do you feel alright? Do you feel hurt anywhere?" Nova asked me with concern as she sat behind me, oblivious to my tears.

answered, trying my best to remove traces

a little," Nova insisted as my food ran cold

your gratitude to us for saving you?"

saunter inside the room, towards my saline bag, and make some notes on

tears away and slowly pushed

cost us to save your life?" Asha's brows furrowed as she stared down at Astrid, her eyes narrowing to piercing slits. "Are

averted my gaze, my jaw set in stubborn defiance. I know they have spent countless hours tending

"Don't worry, Asha. Astrid just woke up. It's normal for her not

fell on deaf

fisking their lives just to save you. They care so much about you, but you don't even care about yourself, Asha pressed, her tone

Astrid."

a slap to my face. How dare she speak as if she knew

"I've lost EVERYTHING. The least you could do is show a little compassion instead of berating me like

party if you want. We all have been through our

You spent countless hours trying to pull me back from the brink of death. Maybe you haven't even slept the whole night that's why you're feeling so cranky, but the least you could

life was saved in exchange for our most valuable treasure. I won't