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.

out into the hallway. I tried to grab at the door, at anything I could reach really, knowing Veronica was just over in the living room. If she listened, she could hear my

plan worked or not, Ronan threw me out the back door. I landed with a thud

the handkerchief from

someone could hear me. "Why throw your life away? For me?

You don't know what it's like to be in love. I

never require someone to murder for

A small shimmer of hope spread through

next moment, that hope smashed down like waves

little of me, and accepts all of me. I will never betray her. Never desert her like

but the words didn't faze him. He didn't seem to be listening to me at all. He was too far gone. Whatever delusion that had been spun for him or that he had spun for himself,

was lost to his delusion. And I was surely about to

made it a good foot

of glee entered his voice. He was enjoying the chase almost as much as the