All Chapters of The Rejected Luna's Return: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ELSA'S POVAs I made my way to the garden, I carefully searched my head for anything to say. There were several words to say but the way I was going to phrase it all up seemed to be an issue. I and Silas were not paddies. We hardly even spoke and not because we had something against each other, maybe he did against me I didn't know, we just hardly saw each other. The universe was kind enough to me that morning that as I was heading into the training spot after the garden, they were rounding up their training for the day."Hey!" I turned and saw Elton waving at me, he was drenched in sweat which was normal and sexy, if I said so myself."Hi. How is your day going?" I said, moving to sit closer to the bench he sat on. A big smile grew on his face."My day is going great. Super fact, but I would be much happier if I saw Silas." I said and he frowned, wiping the sweat off his forehead."Oh... Is there a problem? I hope no problem.""There is none, not now anyway, I just... I would like to

NIA'S POVI did not find it weird one bit that while others went about their ways for the day, struggling and thriving to accomplish that day's goal, I laid in bed with my legs crossed and stuffing my face with ice cream. I tend to do that a lot. Eat ice cream I mean. I was surprised that at this stage I was not sick already, it was a miracle. Instead of allowing the disappointment and anger to swallow me whole, u decided to just sit in my bedroom with my doors locked, face stuffed and just watch TV.  Just as I was about to live out the dream to come true, I heard a subtle knock on my door. I sighed, then groaned. Burying my head in my pillow like some bratty sixteen-year-old. I sat up and gave my hair a few tosses to make it look like I was on a model doing a runway job. "Come on in

ARTHUR'S POVI decided it wouldn't hurt anyone if I had a few shots of scotch. And I did. Maybe two shot glasses more than I had planned. If I was being honest, I was never a reckless drinker. I was always so careful of the amount of alcohol that I was tossing into my system, but this situation had me wanting to feel high. I, once a once-in-a-while drinker now had a few, more than a few shots of glasses defining my day. Anxiety was never a feeling to play with, I knew that now. Just as I was about to go for one or two more glasses, I heard a knock on my door. I paused, straightened, then walked as far as I could from the table to avoid any suspicions of me indulging. "Who is it?" "It's me, can I come in?" Edgar's voice said from the other side of the door. I sighed, already forecasting ev

URSULA'S POV "Are you going to tell me what you have in mind?" Andrew asked looking at me with his eyes squinted. To be honest, I didn't know if I wanted to tell him what I had in mind. I didn't want him bringing in any suggestions that would ruin the moment, but I guess if you love someone then you will not keep secrets about them. "What makes you think I have something on my mind?" I said and he gave me the 'really?' look. "I may not have intimately known you for years but I know you and you never speak in undertones unless you have a reason. Come on, tell me." He said, eyes sincere and waiting. How could I not say yes to something so intimate as that? "Okay, well. I have organized this meeting. An underground mee

NIA'S POV"I am so sorry." He said, making his way to the spilled ice cream on the staircase. I just watched, annoyed. "I was... I just wanted to make it here before you go to your room again and I won't have to see you until it's breakfast time." He stood over the ice cream and watched for a while, probably confused about what to do at the moment. Was he supposed to pack it with his hands and go trash them outside? Most certainly not. As he bent down, I feared he was about to do just that. I had to speak up and spare him the... Embarrassment."You know there are maids for that right? You don't have to do that. The maids will see it before they go to sleep in the chambers and certainly clean it up." I said and he reluctantly stood up, nodding his head. We stared at each other for a while, nothing to say. There was a lot to say, just that there was no appropriate order in which the words will fly out."Lovely food right?" He said and I resisted the urge to laugh. We never used to talk