I Am The Luna

“Why the silence, Foxie?” I whisper, calling her something I haven’t in years.

She shakes her head and looks up at me. “I was just reminiscing about our lives.”

“It’s sure been a wild ride,” I reply, downing my wine as she still holds hers, barely touched.

“It has, but don’t you feel that the storm is finally over?”

The storm was over years ago for me… but for her, I know that wasn’t the case.

“Yeah, it is over now. Have you found the peace you were looking for, Zaia?” I ask the question that I have always wondered.

Even when times were tough, she was brave, remaining strong, but deep down, it had affected her greatly.

She turns to look at me, our faces barely a handspan apart.

“I did… I realised it wasn’t just you. Everyone around me had secrets. I needed. time to realise why everyone who loved me kept things from me, but although it took time, I realised it wasn’t betrayal but their love. The things they did, the decisions they made, they were out of love even if I did end up getting hurt.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

She places her glass down and looks at the ceiling continuing. “It was a long process, hurting, understanding, realising… accepting and letting it go.”

“I know you don’t want to hear it, but looking back, I do realise how damaging my decision was for you and-”

“Don’t,” she whispers softly, placing her hand on my thigh again as she shakes. her head. “We are who we are because of the decisions we have made and learned from. It doesn’t hurt anymore, and I understand it.‘

Her words are like the crisp soothing breeze of the first winds of morning and this time it’s my heart that’s racing.

“Zaia-”

“Sebastian-”

I can’t help but chuckle. It feels like I’m back to the first time I tried to talk to her. She probably doesn’t even remember it..

“You go first,” she says, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

“I would say ladies first, but we both know you’re more than that.” She’s my

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equal… “Well then, I’ll go first. You don’t need anyone to tell you this, but seeing you now, I’m proud of you. You survived through everything, and you’ve come out stronger. You’re an incredible woman Zaia, you’ve shown you need no man.” She blushes lightly, taking a sip of her wine. “Thanks. I don’t think I do,” she says proudly, but it’s the glint in her eyes as they dip to the front of my crotch that speaks an entirely different story.

“I take back what I just said. I guess you still need a man for some reasons,” I remark cockily as I lean forward, taking her glass from her and downing it.

Her cheeks darken, and she knows I caught her looking. I wish I could say it’s the wine in my system… but it isn’t. I place the glass down, taking hold of her chin and forcing her to look up, our faces inches apart.

Her lips are glistening from the kiss of wine, the scent mingling with her sweet breath.

And when I speak, my own voice is deeper and huskier than usual, mingling with the crackling of the fire as I ask her the questioning burning at the forefront of my mind..

“Tell me, Little Fox, where do we go from here?”

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