Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 276

Chapter 276: Stuck with Him

Astrid's

POV

I held back the tears burning in my eyes, refusing to let them fall. I couldn't cry in front of Drystan, not

now.

This wasn't about me-it was about him, about setting him free. He needed to see that I wasn't the one for him, that holding onto me would only bring him misery.

I looked at him, my heart breaking as I saw the pain in his eyes, the confusion, the hurt I'd caused by not being honest sooner.

It felt like the walls were closing in on me, but I had to stay strong. He deserved better than this. Better than me.

"Drystan," I whispered, my voice trembling despite my best efforts. "You deserve a life of your own,

without waiting on me. I don't want you to waste any more time on someone who can't give you what you need. You have to live for yourself before it's too late."

He didn't respond right away, just stared at me, his fists clenched at his sides. I could see the battle raging inside him, the hurt colliding with the realization that I was right.

It was like watching him slowly fall apart, and knowing I was the cause tore me apart more than I'd ever admit.

turned away, his jaw tight, his shoulders tense with anger. I knew he was heartbroken, but this had to

happen.

bother to stop him. I stared at his back

the weight of everything pressing down on me, my knees nearly gave way. The world felt impossibly heavy, and for a moment,

leaves startled me, and I instinctively turned, my heart foolishly hoping it

at the edge of the shadows, his gaze fixed on me. The intensity in his dark

hadn't expected anyone-least of all

filled with concern. He stepped forward, his figure moving gracefully through the garden's soft moonlight. "Why are you

shake my head at first,

a rush," Killian continued, his brows furrowing. "He didn't say a word. I came to find you after

chest sharp and relentless. "I had to let him go," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "It was the right

could feel his gaze burning into me, studying me as though

finally spoke, his voice was low, almost gentle. "And

froze, taken aback by the quiet intensity in his words. I stared at him, but his eyes were

I deserve," I said, struggling to keep my voice steady. "This is

His voice was softer now, the old

brows furrowed at his

his voice tinged with frustration. "You sacrifice yourself for

from you?"

I took a shaky breath, struggling to keep

"You always sacrifice yourself for everyone else. You think if you step aside, you'l

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