Chapter Thirty
Desmond
She hated me. She really, truly hated me now.
I sat in the silence of my private office, staring blankly ahead as the painful truth sank deep into my chest. Why was she treating me this way? What exactly had I done that was so unforgivable? I had already gone to her and explained the entire situation. I had already explicitly told her that she was the absolute only Luna I ever wanted by my side, yet she stubbornly chose to believe that I didn’t want her in my life anymore.
I lifted my right hand and looked closely at my palms. The violent push she had given me back in the bedroom had caused me to fall hard, leaving a fresh, stinging scratch across my skin. I slowly lowered my hands back down to my sides and leaned back against the leather of my office chair.
