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#Chapter 63: Anxiety, Relief, and Unexpected Comfort
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Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 64: Reassurance
I stood there outside Nathan’s room, feeling myself waver in front of him. I remembered pitching forward and being caught by his strong arms. I remembered him carrying me down to the car as though I weighed nothing, and I remembered his hand holding mine as he drove me to the emergency room.After that, a sudden fever took over me and I became too delirious to consciously remember anything.When I came back to my senses, there was an IV in my arm, two nurses and a doctor standing around me with concerned looks on their faces, and Nathan was nowhere to be found.The sterile hospital room enveloped me, a stark reminder of my vulnerability.“N-Nathan?” I mumbled, looking around confusedly.“He’s in the waiting room,” one of the nurses, a gentle older man, said as his face came into view. “You can see him once we’ve run some tests.”I nodded slowly, but I couldn’t deny the fact that there was anxiety coursing through my veins. In my semi-delirious state, I didn’t just want Nathan by my si
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 65: Fragments of a Bond
The following days melted together into a haze of ceaseless activity and unwavering concern.I observed Nathan tirelessly dedicating himself to his duties with the Alpha Council, his sleep-deprived eyes betraying the weight he carried upon his shoulders.Yet, even amidst his responsibilities, he remained an unwavering presence in my life, showering me with unwarranted attention and care. Though I appreciated his devotion, I couldn't help but feel suffocated at times.It felt as though every morning I would wake up to the sound of him knocking on my door, and on more than one occasion he barged right in with a tray of food and steaming hot tea.“Here you go,” he said one morning, a little over a week after my hospital visit. He walked into my room with a tray of breakfast food, without even knocking, and set it down on my bedside table.I quickly pulled my sheets up to cover myself as I sat up, nervously running a hand through my messy hair.“T-Thanks,” I muttered, peering over at the
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 66: The Nurse’s Enmity
Soon enough, it was time for my next checkup. The doctor at the hospital urged me to start attending checkups more regularly due to the food poisoning, and of course as soon as Nathan heard the doctor utter those words, he arranged for me to attend appointments twice a month. Today, however, he was too busy with Alpha Council matters to attend my appointment. I was a bit relieved, because I had a plan. Ever since I returned to my hometown, Angela had been bullying me like a high school girl. The last time I spoke to her was at the banquet, when she kept commenting on the food choices that I was making and was insulting my weight. But I had seen her around town since then. I ran into her at the grocery store, the park, the pharmacy — it was as though she was everywhere, lurking around every corner. And she always seemed to come armed with some sort of snide comment or nasty glare. I had had enough. And today, I was glad that Nathan wouldn’t be coming with me, because I was ready
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 67: Bittersweet Confessions
“You’re right, Olivia.” Angela’s eyes were filled with tears. As though she was suddenly deflated, she plopped down on the stool behind her and let out a deep, heavy sigh. “So you do have a crush on Nathan?” Angela nodded grimly, her eyes not wanting to meet mine. “I know it’s silly, but I feel like I’ve been in love with him since middle school,” she admitted. “Ever since we sat next to each other in science class and we had to work on a project together, I’ve been in love with him.” “All this time?” I asked, cocking my head to the side. “Why didn’t you ever tell him? You were always so popular — he probably would have jumped at the chance.” Surprisingly, Angela shook her head. “I tried, on more than one occasion. I invited him to a school dance and he declined. In high school, he came to one of my pool parties, and we were playing Seven Minutes in Heaven. You remember that game?” I nodded, suddenly thrust back in time to when I was a teenager. On the rare occasion that I
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 68: Cherry Red
For a moment longer than it probably should have, Nathan’s thumb lingered on my cheek where he had brushed the flour away. As though coming to our senses at the exact same time, however, he quickly pulled away and I cleared my throat. “Want some pie?” I asked, turning away and walking to the fridge in order to hide my red face. I opened the freezer and dug around until I found a container of vanilla ice cream, which I had bought a few days prior. “Sure,” Nathan replied. By the time I turned back around to face him, he was on the other side of the kitchen and was avoiding my gaze like the plague. But even then, I could see how his mouth watered every time he glanced at the pie, and my apprehension turned to amusement. A few minutes later, we had between us two plates of bright red, gooey cherry pie topped with scoops of vanilla ice cream. The aroma of the sweet cherries and the buttery, flaky crust filled the air in the kitchen, reminding me of the little bakery that we use
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 69: Sweet Regret
I sobbed into Nathan’s chest, clutching his shirt in my fists as memories of what my ex had done to me flooded into my mind. The hatred for my ex had been there all along, festering in my mind since the moment that he kicked me out; but when I found out that I was pregnant, I forced myself to put on a brave face for my future child and push down the anger that I had. Now, however, the sweetness of the cherry pie and the warm embrace of my childhood friend dredged out all of that pain. “Shh,” Nathan whispered, stroking my hair. “It’s alright.” “I hate him so much,” I sobbed. “I can’t believe that he’s just ignoring his own child.” Nathan let out a deep sigh. “I know, Liv. I’m sorry. If I could take away your pain, I would.” My sobs subsided. Slowly, I looked up. My tear-stained eyes met Nathan’s, which were filled with sadness. But there was a hint of something else there, something more tender, a glimmer of hope amongst all of the turmoil. A flicker of something inexpl
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 70: Forbidden Desires
Olivia’s kiss was burned into my lips like a permanent brand from a hot iron, and the taste of cherry pie on her tongue lingered in my mouth like a ghost.It felt as though her lips lived there now, inside my mouth, replacing my tongue and all of my senses. All I could taste was her, and I didn’t want to taste anything else.But at the same time, I knew that this was a bad idea. The feeling of the blood rushing through my body, urging me to do more than just kiss her as we stood in the kitchen, overwhelmed me and I had to get away.I knew that if I stayed with her any longer, I would be laying her out across the kitchen counter in the same fashion that she laid out the pie crust. It would be the demise of the friendship that we had only just rekindled, and it would break all of the rules that we had set in place.The last thing I saw before I painfully retreated was the sorrowful, hurt expression on Olivia’s face. Oh, how I wanted to stay and wipe that pain off of her pretty face; but
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 71: Awkward Encounters
After a night spent tossing and turning, the sun finally rose. I hardly slept at all the night before, as my mind was too addled by the memories of what had happened yesterday.My kiss with Nathan still burned heavily on my lips. What I saw after that, when I shouldn’t have been spying, was now burned into my memory.With a sigh, I reluctantly got out of bed. I knew that I would have to face Nathan eventually; we would need to talk about the kiss, at the very least. It was also likely that he heard me last night as I rushed away from his room, but I was prepared to at least lie about that.I didn’t particularly want him knowing that I stood there, peeking through the crack in his door, and watched like a pervert while he had an intimate moment by himself.My footsteps echoed through the quiet house as I groggily descended the stairs. The morning light filtered in through the windows, casting a soft glow over the little villa.As I rounded the corner to the kitchen, a peculiar sight ca
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Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 567: True Luna
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Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 563: The End of an Era
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Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 561: Spring Air
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