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.

thought of letting me eat first because I was really hungry. I was not even sure how I could stand straight at the moment because I was already feeling

the last time you ate?" He asked

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

eyebrows raised, waiting for me to explain further, so

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

hand. I thought of how I calculated the items I picked

stop 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 few days, these past few

"Adessa..."

had a high fever while you were in a coma. I 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 woke up was to throw me out of your room and out

"Adessa..."

ask me how I was while you were sleeping. You were

turned his back to me and leaned at the window, looking at the view outside through the thin,

my tears and sat on the

more but stopped myself. It was no use telling him

my sobs, but it was getting harder. I had tried to be stronger these past two weeks-stronger than I had been my whole life. I refused to cry and succumb to the danger,

woke up confused."

while. The room

same room, but somehow it felt bigger, fuller and

eyes, trying to understand him. The paraphernalia were the ones Dexter attached to him for his daily medication. It was also why I was not there with him, as I didntlike seeing

not a sound coming out of his

him flinch in

had a wedding ring. Then, I was told I

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

imagine the pain she went through when I left her for you.

a while