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.

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

stay. Everyone knew I’d be the first to leave,

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

back to being reclusive. In that case, we

pretend like our future held any hope of maintaining this lifestyle, including keeping

even as

sorry,” I said, and pulled

her arms around my neck and

her. “We’ll be okay. No

+15 BONUS

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

for the night, but the quiet maid stayed nearby, as if

for me to finish

it, I motioned the maid closer to the door. We spoke in quiet

I said: “I

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

gave you the wrong gloves,”

at her.

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

from the Queen must have traveled fast in the servants‘ corridors. It likely wouldn’t take long until the

don’t know why the

“I

think so,”

“No”

the other maid had purposefully meant to sabotage me.

to be the first one to go home. Why make things even worse

glanced around, like an eavesdropper might be listening at the door.

ran up

Today’s Bonus Offer

GET IT NOW

fell asleep in my