The Luna Queen's Rebirth (Ellie and Dominic) novel Chapter 52

Dominic POV

I didn’t hear a single word in class.

My thumb kept brushing the gauze on my hand. Almost heated, but still stinging, while my brain replayed the same two images: Vivian crying on the ground… and Ellie walking away without even blinking.

It twisted something in me.

Because none of it made sense.

Ellie could act like she didn’t care, sure, but she’d never been cruel. Not to Vivian. Not to anyone. She was the girl who tried too hard, not the girl who who smirked at her sister while she was down.

So what the hell was that? Was Vivian right? Had Ellie been bullying her this whole time? Was I missing something? Had she just dropped the mask?

My eraser tapped the desk until Marcus shot me a look.

“You good? You’re gonna snap that pencil.”

I blinked. “What? Oh. Yeah. I’m fine.”

I wasn’t. My head was already halfway across campus.

Every time I pictured Ellie in that crisp Healer Academy uniform, distant and unreadable, something inside me pulled tight.

Enough.

After class, I made it my mission: I was talking to her.

But, shocker, she didn’t make it easy.

She dodged down hallways, ducked into classrooms, jumped into bushes again.

I was done with that.

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So I went to the office, sweet-talked the woman at the front desk, and after a few, “No way, forty? You look twenty-one,” I had Ellie’s schedule.

She’d pass the pavilion at two.

Perfect.

I waited behind a dark wall, still and ready, until I finally saw her-walking fast, head down, guard lowered.

My hand moved before I even thought.

I reached out from behind the wall, grabbed her wrist, and yanked her into the dim storage room.

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