“There’s really nothing we can do, Miss Jones,” Carl Dallas, one of her lawyers said to her. “Clayton has sold the land already, it’s a done deal, according to my sources.”They were in a conference room, the one Luna used for meetings with her staff. Luna sat at the head of the table, Carl was seated to her left, Rita sat beside him, two more lawyers sat to Luna’s right. She had them all on retainer to serve as her corporate lawyers. And all of them were looking at her with the same helpless look.Luna looked at Carl, she looked into his eyes. He was the most experienced of the three lawyers, she had hired him first and they were sort of friends. She was friendlier with Carl than the remaining two, and so he was the one she looked at now.“Who exactly is your source?” she asked.“One of Clayton’s lawyers,” Carl replied. “He told me they drew up the papers this morning.”Luna closed her eyes. This morning, she thought, she had had Clayton in her office just this morning. Paul’s c
“Justin,” Luna said, looking at Rita, the phone still pressed to her ear.“Are you okay, Luna?” he asked. “You sound off.” A pause. “Were you crying?”Rita stared at her with a surprised expression, and an ‘what does he want?’ question on her face. Beats me, Luna thought to herself. And then remembering his question, Luna sniffed and shook her head as if to clear the mental cobwebs that had formed there. “Justin, what do you want? I don’t have time for this right now,” she said, about to disconnect the call.“I know,” Justin said. “I heard about the memorial ground.”Luna’s brows furrowed. “You do? How did you know?”“I have…. sources,” he finally said. His tone tinged with regret. “I’m really sorry.”Now Luna’s bows furrowed in anger. “Somehow I doubt that,” she returned coldly.Silence. The line went dead silent for a few seconds that Luna thought Justin had hung up on her, but then he spoke up again.“I know you may not be inclined to believe me, but I truly am sorry,”
“So once we conclude here, we will transfer all the documents with us to your lawyers and they’ll take it from there.”Luna still couldn’t believe the problem she had been trying to solve all morning was suddenly being taken care of with just one phone call from Justin. She was still struggling to believe that, and yet here were his lawyers telling her, in the way lawyers do, that it was indeed true.They had arrived at her office approximately an hour after her conversation with Justin, three of them, two female and one male, all sharply dressed and looking competent. Now they were seated around her conference table, her own lawyers were present too. In addition to Rita and herself.“If you would just sign here,” one of the female lawyers, obviously the leader of the pack, said to Luna.The second female lawyer slid a paper with the transfer details on it towards Luna. Luna glanced at her, then looked back at the first female lawyer, the speaker. Did these people even know the g
There was silence for a few minutes on the phone as Luna told her mother that they had the memorial ground in their name now. And then Luna heard her sob, softly and very low she almost didn’t hear it.Luna smiled, picturing her mother’s hand going to her mouth as relief poured through her. Luna knew her mother well enough to know how she would react to the news, and picturing her eyes shining with happiness even as they filled with tears, filled Luna’s heart with joy. A day that had started out hellish was fast becoming very fulfilled, her heart was bursting with joy and the fact that she knew her mom’s was too was just an addition. A very huge addition.Luna closed her eyes, she pressed her hand to the middle of her chest as her mother’s son continued on the line.“I thought they were going to- I thought-” Mira broke down, unable to go on.Luna nodded even though she couldn’t see her. “I know. I know, me too,” she said. Thinking of those few hellish hours after Clayton had lef
Flashback.Luna stopped at the entrance of the room the maid led her to. It was dark, the drapes were drawn, the only source of light were the two beside lamps glowing low in a corner of the room. She took a step inside, she glanced back at the maid as she took a step back. “Welcome home, Miss Jones,” she said and turned to walk away.She closed the door softly as she left, leaving Luna alone in the dark room. Luna turned back to look around the room, she couldn’t see much. Just a really large bed in the middle of the room, a dresser, two bedside tables, a really big wardrobe, from what Luna could tell. Slowly, Luna made her way towards the middle of the room, her eyes taking in everything. This was going to be her new room, the maid had told her. No one had followed her from the party, Moira and her husband, Logan, had rode off in a different car. Justin had gone off in another, with Jake. It had been Jake who had come to tell her they were heading off, a meeting that couldn’t
PresentLuna took in a deep breath as she stared at the phone in her hand. What she was about to do was probably the hardest thing she had ever had to do in her entire life, and that was including having to leave her home and everything she knew behind to marry a stranger who hated her. But she inhaled another deep breath and took the plunge. She dialed.He picked up on the second ring. “Luna,” he said.Tremors ran up her spine. I told you, Rita, Luna thought to herself, just one word. God help me.“Justin,” she managed to say, her voice steady, even though her hands shook lightly on the table.She looked down at it, strangely drawing strength from the sight of it. Talking to him over the phone was better than face-to-face in any case. Here, she had some semblance of control, face-to-face would have been much more harder. And yet she had to ask.“Are you in New York?”“No,” he replied. “Actually, I’m in London right now, closing off a business deal.”“Oh,” Luna said.She sh
Hours later, Luna trudged up the porch steps to her home, bone-tired. The day had been long, now she just wanted to sleep deeply through the night. She didn’t want any intrusion from the day to interfere with that, so she left the curtains drawn as she made her way to her living room. She didn’t turn on any lights and she didn’t engage the locks, she just stepped out of her shoes and left them by the door. She dropped her purse on the sofa, making her way towards the kitchen island in the far side of the living room. There was a small bar in the kitchen nook, she took out a bottle of scotch and a wineglass. She poured the drink into the cup and downed it in one gulp. Normally, with how tired she was, she would have just gone straight to bed, but tonight, she felt like she needed the drink. Just one, kind of like her own little celebration. And, scotch had been her dad’s favorite drink.Thinking of that, Luna poured another drink into her cup. She lifted it to the picture of her dad
Luna almost closed her eyes as she felt Justin’s hand on her cheek. It has been three years, six months and twenty-three days since she’d felt Justin’s hand on her face. And she remembered each day.She had told him she didn’t, but she did. She remembered it all, the thought of his touch had haunted her night so stunningly for months after their split. And now, with all the years of hurt and pain still between them, she was feeling his hand on her cheek again.“Justin,” she whispered, her heart tripping in her chest.“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to touch you,” Justin said, his voice hoarse and deep.Luna’s pulse jumped at his words. What was happening to her? She wasn’t supposed to give in this easily, she wasn’t supposed to give in at all. Luna looked deep into Justin’s eyes. This was wrong. This was going against everything she had been drumming into her own head, her own mind, her heart, for years now. This was betraying herself.She turned away from him suddenly, sh