Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 286: Turn Around Nova's

POV

"Turn it around," I suddenly spoke, breaking the suffocating silence inside the car.

Every second that passed felt heavier, pressing down on my chest like a weight I couldn't shake, and in the end, I wasn't able to bear it.

Each mile we drove, the pack faded into the distance, but instead of the relief I thought I'd feel, something else took its place. An ache, deep and relentless, that refused to go away.

This only proved Drystan's words right. Running away will never help me acieve what I want - I would never be free.

I will always be stuck with my emotions and my feelings if I just kept on ignoring them instead of facing them.

This isn't just about Drystan. It wasn't about holding onto some desperate hope that things could be different. No, I had already let that go - at least, that's what I told myself.

So why did it still feel like a part of me was being left behind? I need to figure that out first.

"W-What?" Michael glanced at me in surprise, not sure if he heard me right.

"Turn the car... We are going back," I muttered with my arms crossed, my eyes staring outside the window.

The farther we drove, the tighter my chest became, like something inside me was screaming to be heard.

I realized then that the only way to truly be free-free from the past, free from the weight that had been dragging me down for so long-was to face it head-on.

confront the feelings that had been festering for years, to talk to Drystan, and to finally let it go. Not for him. For

I needed to be free from the chains of what had been holding me back, and the only way to do that was to go back and

grip on the steering wheel loosen. It's as if

to be told twice, he swerved the car around, our destination changing back to the place where

past, a mix of vibrant

his time and also his fuel. But he

of my mind. The closer we got to the place I thought I'd left

glancing over with concern. His voice pulled me from my thoughts,

felt warm at

replied, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes.

encouraging. "I'm here for you,

his support, even if it felt a little overwhelming. I could sense the tension in the car, a silent understanding

suffocating; it had transformed into a

memories of when I first confessed my feelings to

had looked at me, the words left unsaid hanging in the air like a thick fog. I felt nervous

me peace, but instead,

breathe," I

of seeing Drystan again sent a wave of anxiety crashing over

the familiar driveway, my stomach twisted

to come in with you?" Michael asked, breaking my reverie. His willingness to support me only added to the weight of the decision I had to

I need

his