Semua Bab THE REJECTED LUNA: HER MATE’S REGRET: Bab 171 - Bab 180

Deandra’s POV When Aliya was out of the house, I couldn’t help but worry. I kept checking the time, but there was no sign of Aliya yet. “Are you okay?” Clarissa asked the moment she got downstairs. She could tell from the look on my face that there was something bothering me. “I really don’t know anymore.” I said to her and placed my hand on my head before sitting on the couch. Clarissa also sat down and looked at my face. “Is this about Aliya?” Clarissa asked, and without wasting time, I nodded my head. “I really don’t know what happened, but she sounded really upset when we were talking; it felt like I don’t know her anymore.” I explained to Clarissa, hoping to get advice from her on how to handle the present situation. “Are you sure you haven’t done anything to upset her?” Clarissa asked. “None that I know of.” I replied to her almost immediately. I was completely confused and blank-headed the more I tried to think about what happened. “Maybe you aren’t aware,

Deandra POV After getting the call from the police that there is a certain place that seemed suspicious and there's always a baby crying sound coming from the area every morning, which was told to the police by the neighbors. The moment we got the news, the first person that crossed my mind was Aliya. I wanted to tell her the moment I got the news. I know that we've been having a rough time, but I still want to tell her first. After trying to reach her several times, she still wasn't picking up her calls; because of that, I decided to send a text. After waiting for some minutes, she didn't step out of her room. I was fuming; I wanted to go to her room and yell at her for not replying to my message even though it involves the use of kids. So many thoughts crossed my mind as I was standing in front of her room. “Let's go already.” Ryder said to me, and we both walked out of the house. When we got outside, I realized there was no point feeling bad anymore, and maybe I can just do

Deandra POV While I was seated there, I didn’t want to hear anything from her; all I needed was for her to be far from me because I don’t consider us to be friends anymore after what she did. If I had known she would behave in such a way towards me, I wouldn’t have bothered calling, much less texting her. Just when I thought she might understand her fault and let me be, she had to bring up another topic that came as a shock to me. “What do you mean? I mean, how is any of these my fault?” I asked Aliya while struggling to keep my emotions in check and not say anything that’ll ruin the mood. “You want to pretend like you don’t know that you started first? I became invisible to you! And when I was struggling with my breakup, where were you?” My heart sank as I listened to her yell at me. I scoffed and turned to look at her. “Struggling? You struggled? When you ended the relationship yourself, you said you were sick of him and you didn’t want to be with him again, so how should

Writer’s POV While we were in the sitting room, I couldn’t help but feel bad for Clarissa, whose daughter is visible, but she’s unable to see her. Both of us are really not in the same condition because my kids are literally nowhere to be found. “I’m so sorry to hear that.” I said to her a little above a whisper, feeling bad for her, but there was really nothing I could do to help at the end of the day. I folded my hands around my chest and rested my head on the chair. I can’t believe both of us are in situations where we can’t see our children. “What happened to her dad?” I suddenly asked Clarissa. I have been curious to know what happened to him. She kept saying it was her fault that Sophie's situation got this bad and they moved because of her father’s situation, but we never got to know what the situation was. “I don’t think I’m ready to talk about it.” Clarissa was shunned immediately, though she tried to be respectful about it. I didn’t press because I somehow had to re

Deandra’s POV It’s been the worst two days of my life, with everyone in the house treating me like I have committed a serious offense that cannot be forgiven. I know that I made a mistake that day, but I still don't think it’s enough to make them treat me this way. No one is talking to me right now in the house; it seems like I’m suddenly all alone in a house where there are so many people. “Good morning.” I greeted Clarissa while others were seated at the dining table. Without replying to my greeting, she sat on the dining table. At this point I have had enough; I can’t let it stay this way again. I just have to say something. When I sat down for dinner, no one said anything. I picked up my cup of coffee and slammed it on the wall while they were laughing and talking. They all turned to look at me after what I did. They all looked shocked to see my reaction. “I have had enough of you all’s silent treatment. What did I do so bad that makes you all think I deserve to be tr