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.

to talk to Drystan, and to finally let it go. Not for

be free from the chains of what had been holding me back, and the only way to do

didn't respond at first, his eyes still focused on the road ahead, but I saw his grip on the steering wheel loosen. It's as

around, our destination changing

mix of vibrant greens and

now, wasting his time and also his fuel. But he didn't say

the place

you okay?" Michael asked, glancing over with concern. His voice pulled me from my thoughts, grounding

heart felt warm

that didn't quite reach

nod was slow but encouraging. "I'm here for you, Nova.

felt a little overwhelming. I could sense the tension in the car, a silent understanding that

it had transformed into a

we neared our destination, the memories of when I first confessed my feelings to Drystan surged to the

unsaid hanging in the air

always thought that leaving would bring me peace, but instead, it had only intensified the ache of unresolved

breathe," I

my racing heart. The thought of seeing Drystan again sent a wave of anxiety crashing over me, but

into the familiar driveway, my stomach

my reverie. His willingness

my head slightly. "No, I need to

he replied, his tone reassuring. "Take