3 BOOKS. The Lunas of vengeance
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he said, his voice softer now, but there was panic there, real panic, “Please sweetheart, look at me.”
I did.
“Remember what we said,” he continued, his eyes searching mine desperately. “We were the ones who chose each other. Not them. Not fate. Not anyone else.”
My throat tightened.
“I chose you over Chelsea,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “And I’ll do it again. Every time.”
My chest hurt.
“So choose me,” he whispered. “Reject him. Choose me.”
Tears burned at the back of my eyes.
Because I wanted to. Goddess, I wanted to.