The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 119

Diana’s pov

There was a moment when I naively thought Nathan still had some feelings for me. Why else would he stop Avia? But soon, reality slapped me hard.

Avia looked at Nathan with resentment and innocence, tears streaming down her face.

“Nathan, do you still love Diana? Even after she repeatedly embarrassed me?” she asked.

“No,” Nathan answered without hesitation.

“Then why stop me?” Avia questioned.

Nathan held Avia’s hand, speaking gently, “I just don’t want you to dirty your hands; she’s not worth it.”

Dirty…

Not worth it…

I chewed on those words, a needle–like pain spreading in my heart. But more than that, it felt absurd. Just like Nathan regretted being attracted to “someone like me,” I regretted falling in love with him.

After Nathan’s explanation, Avia’s sadness vanished instantly. She glanced at me, a hint of triumph barely concealed.

She nestled in Nathan’s arms, her voice sweet. “I knew it; you only have me in your heart, Nathan. I’m so happy.”

Nathan remained silent, gently patting Avia’s back, appearing very tender.

“Oh, by the way,” Avia lifted her head from Nathan’s embrace, “I’ve rested enough; we can continue our engagement ceremony now.”

“Sure,” Nathan focused on Avia, leading her towards the staircase.

As Avia passed by me, she no longer restrained herself, looking at me with disdain, reveling in her triumph. Through silent gestures, she told me, “Diana, you lost.”

Avia’s display meant nothing to me, yet, for some reason, I still felt profoundly upset. I even began to despise myself.

How could I let myself become so pitiful? Like a wretched clown…

Nathan and Avia’s footsteps gradually faded behind me. Suddenly, they halted.

I heard Nathan’s displeased voice, “What are you doing here?”

Turning around, I saw Moss standing opposite Nathan.

Today, Moss looked exceptionally different. He wore a more expensive pair of narrow–framed glasses with a chain, his hair slicked back, leaving only a few strands to cover half of his eyebrow. Dressed in a well–tailored black tailcoat, he looked remarkably handsome and suaye, a far cry from the man in the lab coat

buried in work.

was baffled, forgetting most of my sorrow. Why

turned to Nathan, answering politely, “I came to find

he walked straight towards

for being late,

shook my head, “It’s

Moss offered his

the staircase. Nathan, seemingly lost in thought, stared intently at Moss and me, complex emotions churning within him. I didn’t pay much attention, turning my gaze

I couldn’t allow myself to make the same low–level mistake

glancing at Nathan. “Apologies, Alpha Nathan. If you’re not planning to go down now, could you let

on Nathan, I still felt a chill. Nathan snorted coldly and

raised an eyebrow, looking at Nathan’s back, murmuring to

was puzzled.

Nathan,” Moss answered

“Impossible. You didn’t compete with him for

me with a lowered gaze, “you’re

belatedly. I gave a cold

impossible. Nathan hates me enough; how could

“You don’t understand men.

eyebrow, looking at him. “I thought you only understood

smiled without saying a

floor, Moss and I re–entered the hall. Nathan and Avia were continuing the engagement

host’s guidance, they kissed and embraced amidst the audience’s

don’t want to watch, I can take you away,” Moss whispered in my ear, his warm breath

to refuse, but our lips accidentally

not expecting such an unexpected accident.

on the stage, Avia let out a scream.

“Ah-”

Avia, who had been in Nathan’s arms,

“What happened?”

us started whispering.

wrong? Just now, it seemed like Alpha Nathan urgently pulled Avia away, his eyes seemed like they were about

it too… Did Alpha Nathan see something?”

“I don’t know…”

Unexpectedly, I locked eyes

at me unblinkingly, his hand clenched into a

as if he were lacking

upset him

Moss’s voice sounded beside me.

told you it’s impossible.” I warned Moss with a stern look.

eyes and remained silent.

again. Through the microphone, she explained, “The heels of my high–heeled shoes

the host quickly intervened, moving on to the next