Fake Vow, True Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 201 - チャプター 210

OliviaThe villa’s master bedroom was a sanctuary, with its high ceilings, wooden beams, and the soft glow from the fireplace casting dancing shadows on the walls.The moonlight streamed in through the large windows, bathing the room in an ethereal light. Here, amidst the opulence of our surroundings, the weight of reality pressed down on both of us.I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers playing with the embroidered patterns on the duvet. The silence was thick, palpable. Nathan was across the room, staring into the flames, lost in thought with Elliot sleeping in his arms. The orange and red hues of the fire reflected in his eyes, giving them a haunting intensity.Earlier, the meeting with the townspeople had ended on a hopeful note. Now that it was dark, however, I felt more trepidation than anything.Nathan let out a long sigh, his gaze unfocused as he looked past the walls of the bedroom, lost in some distant memory. I tilted my head, curious about the sudden nostalgia in his eye

Olivia“Who could that be?” I asked, sitting up.“I don’t know. Hopefully just Clint or Levi,” Nathan said with a sigh. “But most likely the Elders, coming to try to kick us out again.”At the mention of the Elders, I felt my heart begin to race. “You won’t let them kick us out,” I whispered.Nathan offered me a gentle smile and leaned across the bed, squeezing my hand. “Of course not, Liv,” he said quietly. “I won’t let anything happen to our family or our home. You know that.”I nodded stiffly, swallowing.Suddenly, the knock came again. This time it was louder, audibly rattling the glass in the doorframe. I jumped up and ran over to the window to peer out, my eyes widening as I saw three unfamiliar black cars in the driveway.“I don’t think it’s the Elders,” I whispered, my heart pounding like a wardrum in my chest. “Or anyone we know, for that matter.”Nathan slowly came over to peer through the window. Upon seeing the car, his own eyes widened.The urgency in Nathan’s voice was u

OliviaThe door clicked shut, leaving Nathan, the twins, and I standing alone in the hallway. I watched in a state of numb shock as Ryan hobbled down the steps on his crutches, then climbed into one of the cars.They drove away, but the paper outlining Ryan’s intent to take Elliot from me still lingered on the floor where it had fluttered down, as though smirking at me.With a sigh, I turned. “That could have gone worse,” I murmured, more to myself than to anyone.Nathan stood rigidly at the entrance to the living room, the tension in his broad shoulders unmistakable even from where I stood. His normally calm blue eyes bore into me with a mix of anger and disbelief, and I felt a knot form in my stomach.“How could you?” His voice cut through the silence of the room, low and dripping with incredulity. “Letting Ryan, of all people, hold Elliot? What were you thinking, Olivia?”Each word was a knife, stabbing at the walls of defense I’d built up.“I weighed the risks, Nathan,” I shot bac

OliviaDawn painted the sky with hues of pinks and oranges as we approached the Council building, its towering gray stone walls adorned with banners that fluttered in the early morning breeze.The square outside the building, typically a tranquil space, was alive with an electric tension. Conversations, animated gestures, and whispers painted the scene with an atmosphere of anticipation.The crowd’s sheer volume was unprecedented. There had been a sea of supporters before when we held the first meeting at the villa, but there were even more now.Faces, young and old, from various walks of life and lineages, all had gathered. Some stared in curiosity, while others whispered among themselves, eyes darting to us and then back to their circles.I could feel my heart racing, the enormity of the situation weighing heavily on me. Nathan, sensing my discomfort, wrapped an arm around my waist, drawing me close.“We knew this wouldn’t be easy," he whispered, his warm breath caressing my ear. “B

OliviaNathan and I walked the distance back to our home in silence. The events of the day seemed to weigh him down, his broad shoulders slightly hunched and his stride slightly slower than usual. I stole glances at him, noticing the furrow of his brows and the slight tension of his jaw.The door to our home clicked shut behind us, and the familiar scent of our safe haven enveloped me. Nathan exhaled audibly, like he had been holding his breath throughout our journey. He leaned against the door, looking more exhausted than I had ever seen him before.But there was a glint in his blue-green eyes—a sort of satisfaction, perhaps, that he had taken a stand against the absolute rule of the Elders, even if doing so was a gamble.…The muted light of dusk gently poured into the room, casting a serene glow that seemed to wrap around us like a comforting embrace. Elliot and Aurora, swaddled in soft blankets, lay nestled on the plush living room rug between Nathan and me.Aurora, with her dark