True Luna by Tessa Lilly

Chapter 305: Chapter 305 Who Are You?

Emma’s POV

I was sitting on the couch with my legs pressed against my chest. I rested my chin on my knees and just started in front of myself.

I couldn’t understand what was going on. I just found my mate and this should have been the best night of my life. I should have been happy, ecstatic, and excited about my future. I should have been in Logan’s arms, kissing him and telling him how much I loved him. My brother should have been happy for me. Logan should have been happy. Logan should have wanted me.

But everything was wrong. This wasn’t the best night of my life. It was the worst. I wasn’t happy, ecstatic, or excited. I wasn’t in Logan’s arms. I wasn’t kissing him or telling him how much I loved him. He wasn’t smiling at me and telling me that he accepted me as his mate and Luna. He wasn’t happy. My brother wasn’t happy. I wasn’t happy.

Nothing was right and I wanted to scream and run out of the house.

I clenched my fists and swallowed the lump in my throat. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t want to show them how hurt I was. I embarrassed myself enough in the kitchen a little while ago.

I looked at the little table next to our couch where the picture of our parents was. I always looked at it when I needed comfort. I missed my parents terribly. I loved Andrew the most in this world, but I didn’t want his comfort now.

My eyebrows furrowed when I realized that the picture wasn’t there. I looked around, assuming that Andrew moved it and forgot to put it back, but I couldn’t see it anywhere.

As I was looking around the room I realized that all the pictures were gone. There were a lot of pictures of Andrew and me hanging on the walls, but those were now gone. Another picture of my parents and grandparents that was on the mantle was also gone. Every picture was just gone.

How didn’t I notice that before?!

“Where are all the pictures?” I asked, looking at Andrew who was sitting on the couch opposite me.

He sighed and leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees.

Andrew said. “You need to talk to Logan.

furrowed my eyebrows and narrowed

pictures,

care about Logan.

to talk about pictures, Emma,” Andrew said. “We are here to talk about

felt tears gathering

him he wanted to hang on the walls. Why

I felt a tear fall on my cheek. “You love those pictures, Andrew. Why did you take

he even have time to do that? All the pictures were here when I went to bed. I was

let Logan reject you,” Andrew said, completely ignoring my

the sob that

this man sitting in front of me? It wasn’t my brother. I couldn’t

you?” I mumbled,

head and furrowed his

you mean, Emma?” he

shook my head

wouldn’t take those pictures down. My brother wouldn’t let

wanted to move away, but he stopped me. He pulled me to his chest and kissed the top

Emma,” he said softly. “I don’t want to hurt you. I want to save you from the pain you would feel later

I

for me. The best thing for me would be to have