The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0056

“Marry him, then.” She nodded, like it was decided. Like it was somehow that easy.

I hated disappointing her. I wished I could let her believe what she wanted.

“I’m sorry, Elva. But Prince Nicholas and I won’t ever be a couple. No matter what.”

She looked up at me with large, vulnerable eyes. “Not ever?”

I shook my head.

“But why?”

Because I broke his heart? Because he thought I had betrayed him? Because he’d returned the gift I’d

made him? Because he was a prince, and I was just a wolf–less waitress?

There were so many reasons. All of which felt like too much information for my small daughter.

“We’re just not meant to be,” I said.

Elva had a grasp of fairy tales and happily ever after. Even if she couldn’t understand everything, she

might be able to handle this much.

She must have, because her questions stopped. But then she started to cry.

“But I like him, Mommy,” she said, wiping at her eyes. “If you married him, then he would be my Dad.”

I hated more than anything to disappoint her, but what could I do? I couldn’t lie to her about this, not to

then have to reveal the truth like it was all some cruel joke.

I would be eliminated from the competition. I’d had a

Everyone knew I’d be the first

to leave. From then on, we’d only ever see

being reclusive. In that case,

future held any hope of maintaining this

as

and pulled Elva Into my

wrapped her arms around my neck

to soothe her. “We’ll be okay. No matter what

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after the ball had ended and Elva fell asleep in my arms, I carried her back to our room and tucked het into

the maids would have left us for the night, but the quiet maid

for me to finish

bed, and Elva sleeping within it, I motioned

I said: “I don’t need anything

my offending gloves. I hadn’t forgotten the apparent betrayal of my maids, who surely knew bout the Queen’s rules

you the wrong gloves,” the quiet maid

blinked at her.

“Those are not the gloves I made for you. I don’t know where those came from, or why they exist. I swear to you that I made the gloves the correct

fast in the servants‘ corridors. It likely wouldn’t take long

have to be careful, Miss Piper,” the quiet maid said. “I don’t know why the other maid gave you the wrong gloves.

“I

don’t think so,” I

“No”

other maid had purposefully meant to sabotage me.

to be the first one to

an eavesdropper might be listening at the door. “Someone might be out to harm

ran

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had ended and Elva fell asleep in my arms, I carried her back to our room and