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.

grateful that he 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 dizzy while walking home from the

was the last time you ate?" He asked after he disconnected the

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

raised, waiting for me

water. "And the groceries I

how I calculated the items I picked up to make sure I wouldn't go over

I gasped for air as I tried to 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 weeks, I felt like a mouse trapped in this world, and everywhere I turned, people just wanted to grab me. All I want is a simple, peaceful

"Adessa..."

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

"Adessa..."

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

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

tears and sat on the bed,

myself. It was no use telling

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

woke up confused." He

The room I

felt bigger, fuller and more colorful. I wanted to get out

eyes, trying to understand him. The paraphernalia were the ones Dexter attached to him for his daily medication. It

coming out of his

him flinch

wedding ring. Then, I was told I was married.

words I wanted

I could 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

and looked at me. It took a while before he