The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0304

Nicholas

Piper wanted to distance her heart. She felt she was too close to me. She needed space before she could kiss me again, or touch me, or let me please her the way I wanted to.

I understood her feelings. I knew as well as she did that we could never be together. But… to be apart from her like this… I hated it.

I didn’t want her to distance herself. I didn’t want her to put her heart on ice, and withdraw her feelings. It was only because we felt so strongly for one another that our stolen moments together had been so thrilling and so satisfying.

My love for Piper had never dimmed in these years apart. Yes, hurt had festered into something dark when I had thought she left me for another man. But now that I knew the truth, I could admit to myself that the anger and betrayal I had felt stemmed from love.

In fact, my affections for her had only grown since our reunion for this competition.

She wanted to find a way to put her feelings for me on hold. Meanwhile, I didn’t know if such a thing were possible for me. Three years apart hadn’t chilled my heart. I doubted a lifetime away from her would make me care for her less.

I didn’t care that we couldn’t be together. I wanted her as much as I could have her now, so that in my future moments of loneliness, I could look back and remember.

But if she felt differently… I would never push her.

Instead, I would swallow down the loss I felt, grief in my own way, and wait until she would let me bask in the glow of her pleasure once again. Even if it would hurt me, knowing she had tucked her heart away, out of my reach.

through my hair

in the future, the time would eventually come when

she and Elva would

checked the time, then went back into

I met with Julian near the foyer. He had his arms crossed and was leaning against one

otherwise move.

Julian

few minutes,” I said, though felt guilty. If Piper hadn’t left me,

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hated

there was

fine,” I said.

his

knew it was my fault. Over the years, I’d blamed Julian for many things much of which he was responsible for. But perhaps my

mouth. “I should have taken you with me when I

right you