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

me.

between us, broken only by the faint rustle

let out a shaky breath, his knuckles whitening as

thinking about her," he said,

mother?" I asked gently, already

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

softly, reminding him that

the sight of his tear-streaked face

who had always been my rock, my

have—” His voice broke again, and he turned away, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I should

murmured, stepping

hated her for so long, Astrid. I held onto every mistake she ever made, every hurt

now she's gone, and ICan't

en

swallowed hard, knowing exactly how he is feeling right

when my father died. Like him,

forgive, wasting all

ache. I reached out, wrapping

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

was so angry," he whispered, his 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 her

my shoulder as his sobs grew louder, the weight of his grief

made... I thought it was selfish, calculated. But what if... what if

either Still, none of it were your fault. She made mistakes, Killian, but she also made a choice in the end. She chose to save us.

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