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.

wrong?" I asked directly into his eyes, leaving him no room

me.

silence stretched between us, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves in the

a shaky breath, his knuckles whitening as he gripped

stop thinking about her," he said, his voice raw,

asked gently,

slightly. "She's gone, Astrid. She's... gone." His voice cracked, and my chest tightened

softly, reminding him that he doesn't

sight of his

my

running a hand through

murmured, stepping

his head, cutting me off. "I hated her for so long, Astrid. I held onto every mistake she ever

she's gone, and ICan't fix

en

how he is feeling right

same pain when my father died. Like him, I

my own hatred, refusing to forgive, wasting all the chances I had to

ache. I reached out, wrapping my arms around him from behind, resting my cheek against

at first, but then he turned, burying his face in my shoulder. His strong arms clung to me

"So angry at her for everything she'd done +didn't see her for

shoulder as his sobs grew louder, the weight of his grief crashing over him

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

"But you weren't entirely right either Still, none of it were your fault. She made mistakes, Killian, but she also made a choice in

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