Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 399

Chapter 399: Tough Love

Astrid's POV

The world outside my dreams pulled me back slowly, the haze of sleep clinging to me as I stirred awake.

Something was missing, though. I reached out instinctively to the empty space beside me, my fingers brushing against the cool sheets where Killian should have been.

I blinked, still disoriented, as I pushed myself up. The room was dim, the soft glow of moonlight streaming through the windows.

My eyes adjusted slowly, and then I saw him-Killian, standing on the terrace just outside, his broad back turned to me.

His posture was rigid, his hands gripping the railing as though it were the only thing keeping him grounded.

Yawning, I stretched, rolling my shoulders to shake off the remnants of sleep.

The cool air hit me as I stepped onto the terrace and I instantly wrapped my arms around myself.

"Killian," I called softly, my voice still hoarse from sleep. He didn't turn, didn't acknowledge me at first.

His head hung low, the tension radiating from him unmistakable.

I closed the distance between us, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "What's wrong?" I asked, my worry spilling into my voice.

Killian finally turned to look at me. He forced a smile on his face, that looked quite broken. "What are you doing here? You should go back and sleep," he muttered, faking a smile to push me away.

"I can't sleep. I'm not used to sleeping beside an empty space," I muttered as I touched the railing and stood beside him.

I asked directly into his eyes, leaving him no room for

me.

us, broken only

let out a shaky breath, his

her," he said,

gently, already knowing

gone, Astrid. She's... gone." His voice

a hand on his shoulder and looked at him softly, reminding him that he doesn't need

the sight of his tear-streaked face stole the breath from my

man who had always been my rock,

again, and he turned away, running a hand through his hair in

I murmured, stepping

"I hated her for so long, Astrid. I held

she's gone, and

en

how he is

went through that same pain when my father died. Like

up with my own hatred, refusing to forgive, wasting all the

raw pain in his voice made my heart ache. I reached out, wrapping my arms

face in my shoulder. His strong arms clung to me tightly, as though

voice muffled against my neck. "So angry at her for everything she'd done +didn't see her for who she was I didn't give

sobs grew louder, the weight of

as a villain," he choked out. "Every decision she made... I thought it was selfish, calculated. But what if... what if I

it were your fault. She made mistakes, Killian, but she also

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