The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0587

I was entirely drawn into cleaning. So much so that the rest of the world seemed to fall into the background.

Maybe this was why I didn't notice right away the sound of footsteps and the slight drip of water down onto the ground from a very wet body.

Odd, I thought. Didn't I turn the facet off? Did it have a drip?

I turned my head toward the sink, when Ronan grabbed me by the back of the head, clutching a bunch of my hair, and yanked me backwards, off-balance and onto my ass.

I opened my mouth to scream, but he was prepared for that. He stuffed a soaking wet handkerchief into my mouth.

He started to drag me toward the door. I struggled, kicking my feet, while clawing at his wrist with my fingernails. But his hold was firm, and I couldn't seem to catch any friction on the floor.

"Why can't you just fucking die already?" Ronan snapped.

the door, at anything I could reach really, knowing Veronica was just over in the living room. If

or not, Ronan threw me

handkerchief from my

are you doing this?" I shouted. I hoped someone could hear me. "Why throw your life away?

open disgust and hatred in his eyes. "I pity you. You don't know what it's like to be in love.

require someone to

hope spread through me. Maybe

smashed down like waves on a

I will never betray her. Never desert her like so many others have before. Even if we cannot be together, I will

to me at all. He was too far gone. Whatever delusion that had been

I was

a crab. I made it a good foot

like minnow?" Ronan said. An eerie sort of glee entered his voice.