Chapter 21

MEGAN'S POV

I had just started working, so I had to work hard without my status as the Moon Heiress or the Alpha Queen as a stepping stone.

My eyes were buried on the laptop on the desk and the files I kept flipping. However, my attention was drawn to the entrance as I heard the soft creak of the door. Immediately I turned my gaze to the door, and I saw my little boy peeping at me through the keyhole of the slightly ajar door. My face lit up with a warm smile.

“Eleazar, what are you standing there for, honey?” I questioned with a smile.

He reluctantly walked up to me, grinning from ear to ear. “Mom, you've been working since you got back. Why aren't you taking any breaks? Didn't you tell me that all work and no play makes one a dull person?”

“You're right, son. Uhm… But Mommy has to work so that she can get you plenty of toys, isn't that what you wanted?” I patted his curly hair.

Then he folded his hand and gave me a piercing glance. “Mommy, I want a daddy.”

I choked. My heart raced. The day I've always feared like a plague. One that I've wished will never come despite knowing that it will eventually come. “W… What? Eleazar? Don't tell me you don't want Mommy anymore."

“Of course not, Mommy. I'll always want you, but every other child in school has two parents. How would you even get me a dad if you keep staring at that blank screen all the time?" He shook his head.

I sneered. “You little naughty boy.” I nudged him playfully, and he continued. “Mommy, I really like Uncle Lucien. He's cool, and he has really broad shoulders. The good thing again is, he plays basketball really well.”

“Tell me, did he send you to come tell me these?” I squinted my eyes at him.

Eleazar gulped hard. “No. He just wants to go out on an adult date with you. He bought me pizza and promised to let me play his video games, and all I have to do to claim these is to convince you. Pretty, please.” He held my hand, pouting his mouth in a bid to convince me.

“Oh, Eleazar. You little betrayer, you'd sell off your mother just for pizza?” I playfully smacked him, and he ran off laughing.

“Mommy, please just go with Uncle Lucien.” He shouted as he ran out of the door. Taking a deep sigh, I closed the laptop screen and got up from the couch. Maybe Eleazar is right; I should try to hang out occasionally.

Without a second thought, I walked to the bedroom to get ready. Thirty minutes later, I was dressed in a simple but classy, short, white lace dress, a silver clutch, and white ballerina shoes embellished with diamonds.

I took a last glance at the mirror, and with a slight nod of approval, I walked out of the room and headed down the stairs. Halfway through the stairs, I could hear Eleazar's little laughter and his chats with Lucien and Nathan.

As soon as I got down the stairs, I met these young men engrossed in the games and their small chats. Hence, I cleared my throat noisily to notify my presence. They turned to me, and I could see Lucien's eyes grow in admiration.

“You look absolutely astonishing, Meg," he stated, walking towards me, and my face beamed with a smile.

Nathan cleared his throat, teasingly. “Someone finally agrees to step out. You did quite a good job convincing your mother, small man.”

“Yeah, right.” Eleazar's little voice laughed as they high-fived. Ignoring them, I wrapped my hand around Lucien's arm as we walked out of the mansion.

As we walked towards the garage, I inquired. “Where are we going, Lucien?”

“Wherever you want, Meg. You just need to say the word.” He snapped, and I felt memories rushing back into my head.

On that fateful day, it was my 2nd year anniversary with Austin. I had baked his favorite strawberry cake, like I always do, with two candles stuck on the cake. I waited for him, and eventually I heard his car honk. My heart skipped with excitement. I ran to the door and flung it open.

He walked in without sparing a glance at me, like I didn't exist, as he handed his suitcase to me. I carried the suitcase and ran after him like a rabbit begging for fish. “Babe, it's our anniversary today. Look, I made your favorite cake.”

“Oh, is that so? I see.” His voice was flat and emotionless, but I didn't mind. Could it be because I already got used to him sounding that way to me? Probably!

“Baby, I was thinking, why don't we eat out?. You can take me on a date to make the anniversary unforgettable and…” I was still speaking with my expectations high up in the clouds when he coldly interrupted me. “Megan, can you try to be reasonable? All you think about is absolute nonsense. Well, what do I expect from a housewife who can't even be a Luna?”

Words choked my throat. Tears pricked my eyes as I watched him kick against the table and the cake fell flat on the floor. He pushed the table away and walked away.

I stood there. Rejected, abandoned, with tears streaming down my face. My hand reached for the ring I had worn around my neck… Our wedding band wasn't even my finger size.

Then, I heard him laughing happily over the phone. Of course, I heard him clearly. “Oh, Kay. You never cease to amuse me.” Those words shattered my heart. I staggered to a couch and felt my heart ache, but I never stopped to hope and wish he could smile or laugh with me the same way he does with her.

“Meg, are you okay? You look lost.” Lucien's voice smacked me back to consciousness, and I smiled softly at him with a nod. “I'm fine, Lucien.”

He helped me get the car door, and I walked in. We sped out of the mansion afterward.