Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 398: Tied by Blood

Astrid's POV

I stared deep into Asha's eyes, clouded with emotions she clearly struggled to

suppress.

The faint shimmer of tears made her gaze softer, more vulnerable than I had seen

in years.

My heart wrenched for her, for the conflict I knew was tearing her apart.

"It's alright, Asha," I said gently, cupping her hands to steady the tremor in them. "I didn't bring him here to hurt him."

Asha let out a shaky breath, her shoulders slumping as though a heavy weight had been lifted.

I leaned towards her when I noticed her eyes squint in thoughts as if she still had something to say to me.

She retreated back from the intensity of my gaze. “I-I... I just,” she hesitated., her pale eyes drifting away from me.

"It's okay," I said softly, breaking the silence.

I squeezed her hands gently, willing her to look at me again. If you want to see him, you're free to go."

Her head snapped up, her expression startled, as though the offer itself had caught her off guard.

a little too sharp before softening into a murmur.

the faint tremble in her jaw and

never heard Asha speak about her brother again, nor have I seen

left, it was like he disappeared completely from Asha's life, but it doesn't change the fact that Andros once existed in Astrid's life. He

quietly. "Although he is a criminal, he is still your brother after all. It's been a long time since you have last seen him. I know

her shoulders stiffening as though bracing against my words. She looked away

he had committed is too much. He deserves his punishment and he deserves to be abandoned by us, by

stealing her attention. "If you want to see him, then just see

she wanted to argue, but instead, she nodded,

will," she murmured, though there was a terror in her voice. "But

side, biting down on her lower lip as though the

said after a moment, her

alive and to

sparing his

like a quiet plea for understanding, and I could see how much she was trying to

is my brother too," I said softly, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions

push through the weight of the truth. "But I can't ignore what he's done either. I can't condone his

nodded, her expression somber. "I do. And I don't blame you for it. He... he's made choices that

my voice as I

find out

furrowed slightly, her lips parting in

know," I admitted. "But I couldn't risk leaving him out there, not after everything we've been through. If he has something to

the ground, understand. And I trust you to handle it. Just... promise me, Astrid. Promise me you'll give him a