Chapter 21
OLALLIE Lawson is a foot and a half taller than me; he looks down on me. One of his wrecked hands grasps mine. He leans forward, kissing the side of my head on my temple. “One day, I thought I'd love you.” He breathed in my ear the final goodbye. A tear streamed down the opposite side of my face, revealing how much those words were valid and yet hurtful at the same time. “You let a stranger touch you, seriously? When every time I come near you, it's like tempting a skittish rabbit.” He sees the crescent moons curled with ink on my freshly inked bicep. Lennox’s friend gave it as a gift. His chest matched a similar design of the moon. It was a stupid idea to get this tattoo while being so far along, but Lennox didn’t see a problem. Part of me didn’t care anymore. “It's for Luna.” T
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