The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 408

**The Perfect 408**

**Chapter 408**

As my gaze shifted back to the shattered remnants of the door, a wave of dread washed over me.

I couldn’t bear to think about the consequences had I not summoned the courage to kick that door down. The very idea of what I could have lost was suffocating.

Yet, the mere suggestion of confining Alexander felt unbearable. “Absolutely not,” I declared with unwavering resolve. “I refuse to lock you away.”

He raised his head slightly, his eyes locking onto mine with a mixture of concern and vulnerability. “But I pose a danger to our son,” he insisted, his voice a low murmur, laced with despair.

“You simply need to focus on ignoring the spirits,” I urged, my voice softening. “Just until we can find a solution to this madness.”

His eyebrows shot up in disbelief, creating deep lines on his forehead. “Spirits? You say that as if you believe they are real, not mere figments of my imagination.”

“There’s a chance they are real,” I replied, turning my body to face him completely. I took his hands in mine, squeezing them gently as I searched his eyes for understanding. “Do you remember the woman you mentioned seeing at the hospital? The nurse in the pink scrubs? The one I couldn’t see?”

Alexander narrowed his eyes, a flicker of recognition crossing his face. “Yes…”

“Well, Liam saw her too,” I revealed, my heart racing at the implications of my words.

“What?” His reaction was immediate, as if I had struck him. He recoiled slightly, disbelief etched on his features. “What on earth are you saying?”

“I spoke with Liam today,” I continued, releasing his hands as I began to pace the room, my thoughts racing. My foot caught a splintered piece of wood from the door, and I picked it up, turning it over in my palm, still astonished by my own actions. “He mentioned that he has been seeing spirits ever since he woke up. Ever since the curse was broken. We believe this could be a residual effect of the curse, especially since both of you started experiencing these… apparitions simultaneously.”

“Alexander—”

“Until we figure out how to handle this,” he said quietly, his green eyes steady as they met mine, “I think it’s best if I keep my distance. From now on, I’ll sleep in my study.”

“But—”

“It’s for your safety, Ella. And Lucien’s. When that entity spoke to me earlier, I lost all sense of logic. I couldn’t recognize myself. I would have followed its commands if you hadn’t intervened.” The intensity of his gaze sent chills down my spine. He believed that he might harm me if he remained close, that he could endanger all of us because of what the… spirits were urging him to do. “It’s safer this way.”

I longed to protest, to argue against his decision, but the words failed me. Even if they had come, it wouldn’t have mattered; Alexander was already leaving, striding out of the room with his shoulders tense and his head bowed, a picture of defeat.

He left me standing there, surrounded by the shattered pieces of the nursery door, a haunting silence enveloping me. I was left with a gnawing fear, wondering if some dark entity was lurking just beyond my vision, plotting the downfall of our family.