I had left her to drown. And then I’d buried her in formal duties as Luna, forced a person who’d always been nasty to her into her home, and publicly humiliated her by getting caught kissing said person.
It’s over.
There was no hiding it anymore. No denying it to myself. I was the one who brought the axe down on our relationship, who tore our marriage to shreds. By leaving and severing the bond, Kat had done nothing more than pull the plug on a slow, agonizing bleed-out that I myself had started before I even put a ring on her finger.
I was never going to bring her home. The grand love story I’d started dreaming of during my run would never exist. After all, I’d put maximum effort into ensuring it wouldn't even start when it was time for it to bloom.
With hot tears streaming down my fa
