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.

remained quiet, grateful that he thought of letting me eat first because I was really hungry. I was not even sure

you ate?" He asked after he disconnected

topic, but I was really hungry. So I decided to tell him the truth. "Last night. I ate the last of

his eyebrows raised, waiting for me

my eyes began to water. "And the groceries I bought just now, I had to

calculated the items I picked up to make sure

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 weeks, I felt like a mouse trapped in this world, and everywhere I turned, people just wanted to grab me. All I want is

"Adessa..."

told him. "There, I said it. It's your fault. I took care of you. I spent sleepless nights watching over you when you 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

"Adessa..."

I was while you were sleeping. You

turned his back to me and leaned at the window,

wiped my tears and sat on the

It was no use telling him everything when he surely couldn't remember

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

confused." He

long while. The room I

the same room, but somehow it felt bigger, fuller

closed my 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

sound coming

him flinch in his

a wedding ring. Then, I was told I was married. Of course, I thought

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

Desiree to marry you filled me with guilt. I could only imagine the pain she went through when I left her for you. And

and looked at me. It took a while before he asked.