The Luna Queen's Rebirth (Ellie and Dominic) novel Chapter 345

Chapter 345

Ellie’s POV

I spent the next few days mostly in bed, where Lucas brought me food that I barely touched and water that I only drank enough of to keep myself from passing out. He checked on me regularly, sometimes coming just to poke his head into the room and ask, “You alive?”

I was alive. Physically speaking, at least. But my heart felt dead, like it had died at the same time as my mother, right there in the dirt and the grass with the sounds of my sobs echoing through the treetops.

On the fourth day, Lucas came in without knocking.

I was lying on my side, staring at the wall as I was wont to do as of late, when I heard the door open. Then footsteps. Then the rattle of the curtain hooks dragging across the metal rods.

Sunlight flooded the room, bright and harsh and blinding. I groaned and pulled the blanket over my head.

“Get up,” Lucas said.

“Go away.

“No.” He walked over and tugged the blanket off of me. “You’ve been in here for four days. The room smells like B.O. and the sheets need to be changed.”

“I’ll change them,” I said.

“No. You need to get out of this room for a while.”

“I don’t want to.”

“I don’t care.” He crossed his arms. “There’s a healer organization event today. I’m going, and you’re coming with me.”

I squinted up at him. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Please don’t make me.”

“Ellie.” His expression softened a little as he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at me. He put his hand on my leg through the blanket. “I know you’re grieving. I know everything feels impossible right now. But staying in this room isn’t going to help. You need to get out. Even if it’s just for a few hours.”

I wanted to argue, but the truth was, he was right. I couldn’t stay in this room forever. And it really did smell like sweat and sleep and too many tears.

“Fine,” I muttered. “Give me twenty minutes.”

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