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.

that had been festering for years, to talk to

needed closure. 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

the steering wheel loosen. It's as if he had been waiting for me to ask him turn the

he swerved the car around, our destination changing back

past, a mix of vibrant greens and muted browns that seemed to echo the

changing my mind now, wasting his time and also his fuel. But he didn't say a word against

to the place I thought I'd left behind, the more I felt a rush of emotions- fear, uncertainty, but also a

asked, glancing over with concern. His voice pulled me from my thoughts, grounding me in the

heart felt warm at

didn't

"I'm here for you,

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

longer suffocating; it had transformed into a

the memories of when I first confessed my feelings to Drystan

me, the words left unsaid hanging in the air like a thick fog. I felt nervous and scared in doing it

thought that leaving would bring me peace, but instead, it had

I whispered

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

the familiar driveway, my stomach twisted in

asked, breaking my reverie. His willingness to support me only added to the weight

"No, I need to do

his tone reassuring. "Take your