The Forgotten Luna by Cassandra M

Chapter 32

ADESSA.

"The men who took you, did they hurt you?" He asked, and I contemplated whether I should admit my crime, but I didn't want to. Telling someone I killed two people meant I really did it. I was still trying to pretend it was just a nightmare. "No. I was able to get away." I replied before throwing another question to distract him. "So, you and Desiree. Did you get married?"

"What?"

"You said your wife might be hunting you and..."

"I'm sure I said that so he wouldn't wonder why people are looking for you just in case they come here."

"Well, I just want to know." I smiled, pleased that he got distracted, but I knew sooner or later, we would be back on this topic. "Nope. Not married. Not engaged. Divorcee here." He said.

I dropped my gaze away from him, shaking my head and forcing a laugh. "Yeah, right."

Then, my stomach growled.

My head tilted up, and I met Kael's eyes. I smiled, embarrassed, as I placed my hands against my tummy. "I'm sorry."

His eyes flew to the side table where a phone was sitting. "Do you know the number for the reception?"

"Just press 9," I replied.

Kael didn't say more and picked up the phone. He pressed the button connecting to the man downstair and asked him if he could buy us something to eat. The man informed him that there was a fast food place nearby. They agreed, and Kael would pay him for the food and his service when he delivered it up here.

I was sure I heard the man accept the extra job excitedly, knowing he would get paid more.

really hungry. I was not even sure how I could stand straight at the moment because

you ate?" He asked after

I was really hungry. So I decided to tell him the truth. "Last night. I ate the last of my food stock, which was one and a

his eyebrows raised, waiting for me

go out in broad daylight, like vampires." I forced a chuckle, but my eyes began to water. "And the groceries I bought just

I thought of how I calculated the items I picked up to make sure I wouldn't go over my allowed expenses

more tears from falling, but I wasn't succeeding. "I don't know what I did wrong that everything is falling apart for me. These past

"Adessa..."

washed you, clipped your nails, and shaved your beard. I brushed your hair. I changed your clothes. I took care of you, and the first thing you did when you

"Adessa..."

give me time to explain. You didn't even ask me how I was while you were sleeping. You were

the window, looking at the view outside through the thin, lace

on the bed, my back on

to say more but stopped myself. It was no

two weeks-stronger than I had been my whole life. I refused to cry and succumb to the danger, but seeing him tonight surely crumbled all the

up confused." He spoke

while. The room I was

from how I remembered it. It was the same room, but somehow it felt bigger, fuller and more colorful. I wanted to get out of bed, but there was paraphernalia attached

daily medication. It was also why I was not there with him, as I didntlike seeing him prodding

not a sound coming out of

flinch in

I was told I was married. Of course, I thought I was

already looking at me. All the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat, and I ended up just

only imagine the pain she went through when I left her for you. And the fact that I couldn't remember you..." "She cheated on you," I said

me. It took a while before he asked. "Why did