Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 275: Waiting Time

Drystan's POV

I watched Astrid closely as she stared down at the heart-shaped rock in her hand, her expression distant, brows furrowed together as though the small stone held the answers to all her questions.

The cold breeze swept through the night, rustling the leaves and sending a shiver down my spine, but I ignored it. My focus was solely on her.

"What's that?" I asked, trying to break the silence that had settled between us.

But she didn't respond. She was too lost in her thoughts to notice me. I watched as her fingers absentmindedly traced the shape of the stone, and something in her posture felt different-uneasy, troubled.

"Astrid," I called again, this time louder. "Are you alright?"

She blinked, as though she was suddenly pulled back to reality. "What?" she asked, her eyes darting to

me for the first time in what felt like minutes. "Oh... yeah, I'm fine. Just... thinking."

Her answer was vague, and I wasn't convinced, but I didn't press further. Instead, I took a step closer, hoping my presence would somehow ease whatever was weighing on her mind.

Before I could say anything else, a sudden tightness gripped my chest, and I coughed sharply, struggling to catch my breath for a moment.

My Doctor tried to stop me from leaving, telling me that I couldn't leave just yet. My body has not yet fully recovered and I have to rest, but I was too eager to leave so I could meet with Astrid.

Now, I'm finally starting to feel my body weighing down on me after pushing myself so hard.

toward me, her eyes widening

she wasn't convinced. She moved closer,

but Astrid was faster, her fingers wrapping around my wrist with a gentle but

jolt through my spine as she gently pressed her fingers against

muttered, her voice laced with worry. "Your pulse... it's weak. Why didn't you tell

I said, trying to

brow furrowing deeper. "It's

checked my pulse again, her serious expression softened when she saw how serious my condition

was soft but filled with guilt. She looked at me with a

this is nothing serious. I just needed to rest and

a moment, I saw something shift in her eyes - guilt, regret, maybe both. She shook her head slowly, her fingers still wrapped around

frowned, not understanding. "Stop? What

a whisper, but the weight of it hit me

but I forced myself to keep my voice steady. "Astrid, don't say that.

know," she said, her eyes meeting mine, filled with sadness. "But that's the problem. I don't have anything left to give you,

at her, trying to make sense of it all. She looked away, her gaze

wolf... it was damaged because of me. Because

do anything. This

time. "But it's not fair to you. To you, I'm the most important thing in your life, but to me you are not. You

frustration bubbling up inside me. "You're not dragging me

"You are the best person I've ever met in my life. You have always treated me with kindness, you are perfect, but even with all

stealing the air from my lungs.

twisted painfully at her confession and for a moment, I