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.

the loss of my

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

as it had that day. I’d hid my pain in front of him. I

to know what I’d done, and what it had cost

cried long into the night, before I pulled myself together,

looked back.

blinked open my eyes and stared at the silk

into the

a long time, as I pressed the memories back into the

belonged.

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

public appearance. We had to get ready.

derfdat

selection, but I had decided to try to stay as long

I was already regaining some of the weight

be as strong as those with wolves, but now I could at least last

exhausted.

shower. Elva and I had matching light green gowns with faux wildflowers stitched

had made for her had

their help, then, holding Elva’s hand, I led her to the parlor