Meluna Hounding.
“So?”
“He’s trying to be better.” I tell Kylan.
He just scoffs. “Better? He’s a monster, Mel. Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten what he did to you?”
“I haven’t. I could hate him for the rest of my life. But what good would that do? I thought… I thought I’d have the baby, renounce being Luna, and we’d just share custody. That’s still the plan, I think. It’s the best thing for everyone.”
I look at him, pleading for him to understand. “I would never ask you to forgive him. I would never ask Mom and Dad to forgive him. How could I be with someone my own family can’t stand? I’m just… I’m just telling you what’s going on right now. That’s all.”
Kylan runs a hand through his hair in frustration and slams his fist down on the piano keys, making a jarring, discordant so
