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.

for me, and the loss of

to awaken, but I forced myself to relive the moment,

my body crumpled, just as it had that day. I’d hid my pain in

him to know what I’d done, and what it

the night, before I pulled myself together, left the

looked back.

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

into

her for a long time, as I pressed the memories back into the past where

belonged.

a knock sounded on the door, and the two maids entered. I pulled myself

the day of the candidates‘ first public appearance. We had to get ready. Everything had to

derfdat

I had decided

nice to eat three full meals a day again. I was already regaining some of

never be as strong as those with wolves, but now

exhausted.

light green gowns with faux wildflowers stitched

made for her had

holding Elva’s hand, I led her to the parlor room where the other