I didn’t accept Sophia’s check.
I’d taken her rightful place as Luna for so long, and I had no right to take her money.
A year ago, Grandpa passed. I thought Ethan would break our mate bond instantly, but he didn’t.
A grand funeral was held for Grandpa, and Ethan single-handedly handled it.
Meanwhile, my so-called father, my stepmother, and her family had given up their rights of guardianship and custody of me ever since they found out Grandpa’s treatment would cost a staggering amount.
They disappeared from my life thereafter.
The very reason I agreed to the marriage was because Ethan promised to shoulder all of Grandpa’s treatment expenses.
During the darkest time of my life, which was filled with despair, Ethan stayed by me through it all.
Whenever I cried silently under the covers in the dead of night, without a word, he would enter the bedroom. He would sit on the edge of the bed, only leaving after I fell asleep from all the crying.
When all food tasted bland to me, he would head into the kitchen and make me a steaming hot meal of macaroni.
When I felt lonely and abandoned, he even gifted me a pot of exotic Moonshine Lily. Its bluish glow lit up the dark, as though it was trying to tell me I was no longer alone.
I shouldn’t have lied to myself… I’d since long been helplessly in love with Ethan.
