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Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 157

Killian’s POV

I couldn’t bring myself to look Giselle in the eye after confessing everything and apologizing for how I had treated her.

Silence fell between us as soon as I finished my words. My heart constricted, and I felt suffocated by the thick tension in the air.

I waited with bated breath for her response until, out of the corner of my eye, she suddenly moved.

My eyes turned back to Giselle, wondering what she was about to do. I watched as Giselle slowly turned to her attendant standing behind her in wait.

Carefully, she handed our son over to the attendant’s arms. Then, they all left, giving us privacy and taking the baby with them.

My gaze connected with Giselle’s. Now that we were finally alone, I felt more dumbfounded, not knowing what to expect.

Before going inside the room, I had braced myself, anticipating that she wouldn’t easily forgive me. I even imagined she would refuse to talk to me, more so, be left inside the room with me.

But Giselle did none of those things. Instead, she met my gaze, and then she grabbed both of my hands, wrapping them with hers.

“Killian,” Giselle whispered weakly as she stared into my eyes. “I was never angry with you, and I’ve never blamed you for anything.” Giselle forced a smile on her face, but her eyes betrayed her.

I could see the tears threatening at the back of her eyes.

I couldn’t believe my ears as Giselle’s words washed over me. I remained kneeling in front of her, my heart swelling with a torrent of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me.

A man like me deserved hatred from a woman like her. I had completely misjudged her. Hearing her words made me realize that I was mistaken by her. She is still that kind and gentle person that I knew when we were still dating before I found out that Astrid was my mate.

As his ex-boyfriend, I should have known her better, yet I had doubted her and punished her without any proper evidence against her.

Giselle leaned forward as she reached out a trembling hand, trying her best to gently guide me to my feet. “You don’t need to kneel before me, Killian,” she murmured. “You are my Alpha, I don’t deserve such respect from you.”

Her words struck me like a thunderbolt, shattering the walls of guilt and despair that had surrounded me.

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