Chapter Eighty-Three - The Broken

Finally, Mira was back from her vacation. Luna pulled up in front of her mother’s house, she turned off the ignition and then just sat in the car as she stared at the house.

She thought of the conversation she was about to have with her mother. She was just about to tell her mother that she was pregnant again, and the baby’s father was none other than the evil ex-husband who had made her life a living hell for years. She was just about to tell her mother that a part of the same person who had broken her heart and almost shattered her spirit and soul to smithereens, was even now growing inside her.

Luna placed a hand on her stomach, imagining the conversation.

The fact that she was carrying Justin’s child inside her wouldn’t be the only contender that would stir her mother up, Luna knew, but also the act that she had done to get to that point. She had slept with Justin. After all she had gone through at his hands, after how much both she- and Mira, because of a mother’s love for her