Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 131: Siblings

Asha's POV

I fixed my gaze on the white ceiling as I lay slumped on my bed, my eyes tracing the faint patterns of the plaster with a listless detachment.

This had become my new normal, a monotonous routine that stretched on endlessly like the very walls of my room that confined me.

I couldn't quite keep track of the endless days that had slipped by, each one bleeding seamlessly into the next. I have lost the concept of time. It's hard to keep track of it inside my dimly lit room where the walls seemed to close in with every passing hour.

At first, I tried to count the days marking off each one with a small tally on the back of my hand, a feeble attempt to maintain some sense of control. But the monotony of my surroundings soon wore me down, and the urge to escape my room only grew more powerful. I know that if I continued to tally the days, my desire to break free would only intensify. And so, I reluctantly stopped counting until I finally lost track of time.

The only way I could name the hour was through the occasional meal that was silently delivered to my door.

I think it's better this way that I have no idea how long it has been. In that way, my punishment would feel less heavier.

As I lay on my bed, staring numbly at the ceiling, I couldn't help but wonder how long this punishment would last. My father was really serious about this, I wonder until when he is going to change his mind or feel bad for what he is doing to me.

I have no intention of admitting my mistakes or pleading for forgiveness ad whatsoever. Father said that he would lift my sentence once I admit my mistake, but I will never do that.

I know that sooner or later he is going to give in to me anyway so I just had to patiently wait for that. I will steadfastly hold my ground, fight against my boredom and isolation with a stubborn determination.

would wait him out, my pride refusing to let me surrender even if the monotony of

determination to last

the familiar sound of a dorrknob turning cut through the oppressive silence of

racing with anticipation that my father had finally come to take me out of here

of my older brother peering back at me with a hesitant, almost sympathetic expression. "Andros?" I whispered out loud in disbelief, checking if it was really

chaos around the house, I see." When I heard his words, I instantly knew that he is truly standing there

my mind failed to grasp that he is actually here. "I thought you still have

person after he left to take care of our business outside the Pack. Since

wasn't supposed to be back until next

IMS

you not happy to see me?"

course, I'm happy," I blurted out, not wanting him to misunderstand me, but knowing him, I know he was only pulling my strings to gain a violent

surprised to see you here. Last time we talked, you told

know that you were

both of my hands when he flicked my forehead. I glared at him for doing such a childish thing when we

he strode inside my room, his eyes searching around with his hands

have learned from

I spoke with a low voice. "I just didn't want to add to your problems. I thought I could

better all alone,"