The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 469

But now… Now, even that had ebbed away.

It was strange, having gone through all these phases, all this push and pull of love and hate. It was dizzying.

“Ella.” Alexander’s voice suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts, and I realized that I had been staring at the same jar of jam for way longer than necessary. His hand was warm on my shoulder, and he gently took the jar from my fingers. “You okay?”

I nodded stiffly, and Alexander purchased the jam from the vendor, along with a block of cheese. We moved onto the next stall, where he picked out a loaf of hard bread. Then, wordlessly, he took my hand and led me over to a bench.

I watched as he popped open the jar of jam and broke off a piece of bread from the loaf.

“What are you doing?” I asked as he then opened the cheese, broke off a chunk, and pressed it onto the bread before dunking the whole thing into the jam.

Alexander grinned and held the concoction out to me. “A treat. For you.‘

“”

I smiled and opened my mouth, letting him place the morsel on my tongue. The flavors exploded across my senses, the perfect blend of savory bread, tangy hard cheese, and sweet berry jam. I chewed slowly, letting my eyes flutter shut, then swallowed.

“Good?” Alexander asked.

“Mhm.” I nodded.

“I figured as much. You know, you always look happiest when you’re eating.‘

“Hey!” I laughed. “I’m happy plenty of other times, too.”

Alexander snorted. “Right. Like when you’re about to eat.”

I shook my head, chagrined but smiling. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Alexander was letting Lucien taste a little jam off of the tip of his finger, much to our son’s delight. The scene made my smile soften, and for a moment, I just watched as Lucien cautiously tasted the foreign substance.

Then, as soon as the sugar hit his tongue, Lucien’s eyes went as wide as saucers. Before either of us could react, he had suddenly grabbed the jar from Alexander’s hand and dunked his entire little fist into it.

“Hey!” Alexander cried. “What the-”

I couldn’t help but burst into laughter, even as Lucien got jam all over his hand, face, and sweater. Alexander had to practically wrestle the jar from his grip. “Luna’s teeth,” he grunted. “Kid’s stronger than me already.”

I stood, still chuckling. “Let me get some napkins,” I said, wanting to clean the sweater before it got ruined. Alexander waited with Lucien, doing his best to clean up what he could, while I jogged off to find the napkins.

I eventually spotted a food truck where there was an array of napkins and utensils sitting on a side table. Jogging over, I began grabbing napkins, dampening a few from the free water pitcher.

“Hey!” a voice suddenly shouted. I turned, opening my mouth to tell them that I just needed some napkins and nothing more, when it happened.

A group of people had surrounded me while my back was turned, blocking my escape. One of them was holding a bucket of what looked like red paint.

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“It’s you,” the man holding the paint hissed, crowding toward me. “The bitch who’s trying to steal the real Ella’s life. Her son. Her husband. Her title.”

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