The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0015

“Nicholas.”

I was dreaming. I must have been close to waking up to be so lucid.

I stood in my old room at the Academy. Nicholas had his back to me, his hand on the door handle. A

familiar curl of dread was growing in my stomach. A dull, physical ache rested behind my ribs.

This was the moment I had broken up with him.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“Save it.” His voice was rough. I’d hurt him, but he didn’t want to admit it. He wouldn’t let me see.

“Nick, please –”

“Don’t call me that.” He pulled the handle and the door swung open. The light of the hall was blinding.

compared to the dimness of the room.

I had wanted to stop him. I wanted to take back everything, and bring him into my arms again.

But I couldn’t.

and the

but I forced myself

was gone, my body crumpled, just as it had that

to know what I’d done, and what

I had cried long into the night, before I

looked back.

open my eyes and stared at the silk canopy above my borrowed bed.

half–pressed into

as I pressed the memories back into the past where

belonged.

on the door, and the two maids entered. I pulled myself out

was the day of the candidates‘ first public appearance.

derfdat

decided to try to

nice to eat three full meals a day again. I was already regaining some of the weight I’d lost. My ribs weren’t quite so visible

never be as strong as those with wolves, but now

exhausted.

maids helped me dress after my shower. Elva and I had matching light green gowns with faux wildflowers stitched into the skirt.

made for her had

holding Elva’s hand, I led her to the