Rayne
I looked at him.
He smiled.
He meant it. That was the worst part.
It wasn’t a figure of speech.
It wasn’t even romantic.
It was... unsettling.
But I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to turn the moment into another fight. Not when we were just starting to breathe again.
Reed seemed to sense my unease because he shifted, his tone softer now.
“I’ve been struggling, Rayne. A lot more than I wanted to admit. Being Luna isn’t easy. People expect perfection. Strength. Confidence. And I—I’ve been so damn insecure lately. Every time I see you drift or pull back, it feels like I’m losing you.”
I stayed quiet, letting him speak.
“That’s why I said what I said. I was overwhelmed. But I shouldn’t have dumped it all on you. I shouldn’t have scared you with the divorce threat. That was... extreme. And manipulative. I know that now.”
He took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry. Truly.”
I nodded slowly.
“I swear, if I ever feel that way again, I’ll talk to you. We’ll figure it out together. No more thr
