Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 64

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Chapter 64 The Impossible Truth

Natalie’s POV

I closed my eyes, trying to recapture the echoes of the dream I’d had.

Two voices.

They had called me Mommy.

When the door hissed open, I didn’t need to look to know it was him.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked.

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I forced a faint smile onto my face, though the skin felt like it might crack. “A ridiculous dream, Baron. I woke up analyzing it, and now I feel silly.

“A dream? Tell me.” He sounded genuinely curious, his gaze fixed on me.

I told him.

I told him about the children, about the way my heart had melted at the sound of them, and how impossible it all was. I laughed, waiting for him to join in, to tell me it was just the medication playing tricks on my mind.

But Baron didn’t laugh.

“Natalie,” he said, his voice dropping into a register I hadn’t heard before. “You weren’t dreaming, and you didn’t hallucinate. I brought them here, they were standing right where I am now.”

I felt my heart skip a beat, then another, hammering against my ribs.

“We have twins,” he continued, each word hitting me like a physical blow. “A boy, Sean. A girl, Susie. They’re four years old.”

We?

It didn’t make sense… I thought back to five years ago–the deal with the Witch Doctor, the extraction of

my eggs.

I had thought it was a cruel price for Jensen’s life, but Baron was telling me those pieces of me hadn’t been lost.

They had been raised.

He pulled out his phone and held it before my eyes.

I looked, and in that instant, the world shifted on its axis.

The two children in the photo were breathtaking.

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The boy had Baron’s sharp brow, but the curve of his lips was mine.

The girl was a miniature version of the woman I used to see in the mirror.

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“Sean… Susie…” I whispered their names, the sounds tasting like honey and salt. Tears blurred my vision, spilling over and stinging the raw skin of my cheeks.

But how?… The Witch Doctor took my eggs, but how did Baron get them?

“Aren’t you going to yell at me?” Baron asked, interrupting my thoughts.

“Yell at you for what?” I looked straight at him. “For giving me a reason to live? For raising them so well?”

He had mentioned being a friend of the Witch Doctor. But the way he looked at me, the way he moved…

“Baron,” I asked, my voice trembling, “did we know each other before?”

He froze.

For a fleeting second, a flash of pure joy ignited in his eyes, a hope so bright it was almost painful to look at. “You remember?”

My heart sank. “I don’t.”

The joy vanished instantly, replaced by a mask of casual indifference that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “It’s fine,” he said. “It’s not important.”

But it was important… I grabbed his hand, ignoring the flare of pain in my arm.

I needed to know where we had begun, but Baron wouldn’t tell me. He diverted, steering the conversation back to the surgery.

“What matters is getting you healthy,” he said. “We start the grafts soon. It will be a long road, Natalie. A year, maybe more.”

I watched him check my monitors, yet I could sense the tension in his frame.

I felt a sudden, sharp pang of guilt.

How could I have forgotten a man like this? I searched the back of my mind, but there was only a void where he should have been.

Yet, the way he treated me… it explained everything–the way he’d charged into a collapsing, burning building pull me out when everyone else had given me up for dead.

recognized–it was the sing. I knew he

had barely left my side. That kind of love was something?

I had heard the nurses

sacrificial fire I had felt for Jensen five years ago.

“Baron,” I asked abruptly, my voice cutting through the hum of the machines. “Do you by chance… like

me?”

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I saw his shoulders tense; he stopped what he was doing and turned to face me. Then, slowly, he smiled.

“I thought I made it obvious,” he said, his voice steady and soft. “Yes, Natalie. I like you.”

The honesty of it hit me like a physical wave. My heart began to pound against the mattress. Suspecting it was one thing; hearing him say it out loud was another.

I felt heat creep into my neck and quickly turned my face away, embarrassed by the intensity of my reaction. “Sorry… I didn’t know.”

“That’s okay,” he replied, and I could hear the smile still in his voice. “We’ve got decades ahead of us. I can wait until you have room for me in your heart.”

A small smile spread across my face, and for the first time since the fire, the weight on my chest felt lighter.

“If I get a second chance at life,” I whispered, looking back at him, “I’d be willing to try sharing the rest of it with you.”

“It would be an honor.”

The happiness on his face was so genuine it was almost heartbreaking,

“Did you bring the

So I’d have something to hold onto? To make me fight?” I asked gently. “You didn’t need to. I’ll make it through this… no matter how much it hurts, I can take it. There are debts I still need to settle with my own hands.”

So many things… so many people I have to settle.

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