The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0418

“Piper!” Nicholas called after me.

I continued walking, not slowing down until I was in the hallway, with the stage and all of the other candidates safely out of view. Then, I turned toward the wall and truly let the tears

fall.

I knew Nicholas wouldn’t give up his chase, even though I hoped he would. So I wasn’t, terribly surprised when he burst into the hallway like a bat out of hell. He looked up and down the hallway before spotting me, then, much slower, came to stand at my side.

“Piper,” he says softly.

I shied away from him, not wanting him to see the evidence of my heartbreak. I know the scene we played wasn’t real, but I couldn’t stop the wave of emotions running through me. The addition of my wolf wasn’t helping, as I now felt everything so keenly.

“Piper, I’m sorry,” Nicholas said. His voice was pitched low. The apology was for me only. He and I were the only ones who would know exactly why that scene we just performed would hurt me. “I’m so sorry. Believe me, I was only reading the script.”

“I know that,” I said through my sniffling.

He stepped closer to me. He pressed his hand to the small of my back. It felt so good there, I backed up into it a little.

“Then why are you crying?” he asked.

“It still hurt to hear those things,” I admitted. “But don’t worry. I’ll be fine by the final performance.” I would have to be, or risk my placement in the event’s rankings. If I wanted to stay in the competition for as long as possible, then I couldn’t just run away after every

scene.

“I don’t want you to have to be fine, Piper. I just want –

“Nicholas? Oh, there you are. You are needed on stage.” Bridget’s high heels click–clacked on the floorboards as she came closer to us. “Piper? Are you upset?”

“She just needs a little space,” Nicholas said. He turned, placing himself firmly between Bridget and me, likely to hide my crying.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Bridget said. “I see it all the time. Actors get so into character that it’s hard to come back out of it. Why, I even once cried in a bathroom for a full

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her by, handed the handkerchief to

it was a good thing that she had this misunderstanding. I wouldn’t want her

Bridget said. “Clean yourself up, and then meet us back

to walk away, but Nicholas didn’t

called back to

turned to me.

I told him. “I

him. My tears were drying up some now, I wanted him

see that.

did not shift as he glanced at the tear

cheeks.

demanded it, so I lied and said, “I kind of want to be alone, okay?”

not without giving too much away. So he said, “Okay. But I’ll

be there,” I said. “Just

and I start looking,” he said.

“Fifteen.”

said,

I sighed. “Ten.”

on me for a moment more, but then he turned and

ballroom.

sight, I turned and booked it toward one of the bathrooms

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It had a powder room attached, with a small little sofa tucked against

embroidered on the corner. I hated how much I liked it. It

of two minutes before the door burst open without a knock. Thank God I was sitting on the sofa in the powder room and not actually in the bathroom itself, although it

have sworn I locked the door.

realized yeah, I probably had locked

I asked as he plopped down into the narrow

a smallish sofa, our hips were smashed together

know you only came here

“I’m not hiding.