Chapter 5
Even now, thinking back to what happened ten years ago still made my heart ache.
I bought a bouquet of moonlight flowers–my mother’s favorite–and wont to visit her grave one last time
“Mom,” I whispered, placing the flowers by her tombstone, “I’ll be joining you soon.”
After leaving the cemetery, I made a stop at Asher’s pack office. I needed to retrieve something from him.
Back during the Moon Goddess Fere, my mother had once prayed a pair of moonstones for us, said to be blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. As long as the two stones remained, the ones who loved each other would never be separated,
She gave one to me and the other to Asher.
When he received it, he had been deeply moved. Asher had grown up abandoned by his parents, raised in a cold orphanage. My mother was the first person to show him what love and family could feel file.
Even now, that stone had remained on Asher’s desk all these years.
I was afraid that after I died, he would toss in away like trash.
When I arrived, Asher was watching the video from that morning–the one where I was bleeding from the nose, calmly announcing I was dying.
As soon as he saw me, he threw the phone aside. He didn’t say a single word or ask a single question.
I glanced at his desk. The spot where he used to keep the moonstone was now empty.
Frowning, I asked, “Where’s the moonstone my mother gifted you?”
Amy
came trotting in after me. Upon hearing I was asking for something, she smiled sweetly and said,
“My hand got hurt a few days ago. Alpha was so worried. He said he couldn’t stand to see me injured, so he gave me that moonstone,
“I mean, it’s just a stone, right? But since Asher gave it to me, I accepted it.”
My fists clenched instinctively. I shot Asher a cold glare and snapped,
“How dare you give my mother’s keepsake to someone else?”
He just chuckled, loolding completely unfazed, and deliberately provoked me like a total bastard,
“Oli, that worthless little stone belonged to your mom? My bad–1.thought it was just some cheap junk.
Before he could finish, I grabbed the crystal ashtray off his desk and hurled it at him.
Asher didn’t dodge.
The beavy glass struck his forehead with a crack. Blood began to drip from the wound.
Amy screamed and shouted at me, “Are you insane?! You hit him over a damn stone?!!
She turned and stormed out, then returned moments later my moonstone clutched in her hand.
She hurled it at me and shouted,
“Here! Take your stupid stone!”
“Who’d even want a piece of trash no one cares about? Do you think I’d care about that?”
*Now stop acting c
crazy, grab your broken junk, and get the hell out!”
The moonstone hit the ground. It shattered into pieces. Just like my heart. Just like the last bits of life I had left.
In that moment, I felt it–I really was going to die soon.
But I didn’t want to, I hadn’t seen my mother yet.
I was afraid that if she didn’t see me, she’d keep waiting for me forever.
My mind buzzed. Is
snapped.
I raised my hand and slapped Amy hard across the face, screaming like I’d lost my mind,
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“That was my mother’s! I cared about it!”
Before I could say another word, the tears started falling.
I longed forward to grab her again, but Asher caught my wrist and held me back
My eyes burned as I stared him down, crying and laughing at the same time.
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And then I cursed him through gritted teeth, “You knew I was dying, and you still treated me like this,” I choked out. “Asher, you’re a fucking monster.”
He wiped away my tears with one hand, and questioned me instead.
“First the cake, now the terminal illness. Cora, do you think it’s fun to mess with me like this?”
“Crying won’t work on me anymore, I’m done feeling sorry for you”
Before he could finish, a droplet of blood soddenly landed on the back of his hand.
My nose was bleeding again and this time worse than ever.
My knees buckled. Pain flooded my body. I couldn’t even stand and I collapsed.
Asher caught me just in time, shouting in panic,
“Call an ambulance!”
He was stunned, frantic, helpless. All he could do was watch as my blood kept flowing and soaked through his white shirt, spreading fast.
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