Chapter 0122
For a moment, I sat there in shock, looking at Elva and her wide, earnest eyes.
Nicholas wasn’t exactly the last person I thought she’d say. He had been visiting her a lot lately, he always seemed to make time for her. But I would have thought Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny would
have taken higher priority for a three year old
My face burned hot at the implication that Nicholas would well, we would have to be married for
Nicholas to be Elva’s father, wouldn’t we?
I cleared my throat. “Um, Elva, honey Nicholas can’t be your dad
Elva tilted her head. “Why not?”
“Someday he’s going to have his own family to take care of His own wife, and his own kids. He won’t
have time to spend with you and me
Elva’s shoulders slumped “Why?”
“We won’t be living here anymore then, and he’d have to travel away from them to see us. You wouldn’t
want him to make his family sad, just so he’d come to see us?
“But I’ll be sad
Her face fell and my heart ached.
“Someday, I’ll find a nice man that wants to be a part of our family, Elva And he’ll be the best dad you
could ever hope for ”
She looked down to the ground. “But I want Nick–lass”
I
I wished there was more I could say to comfort her. I understood her attachment to Nicholas He was a
good man. The best, maybe. He was good with Elva. He was honest and kind.
I imagined he would make an excellent husband. I remembered our days together. He was ambitious
and strong willed with the rest of the world, but he always compromised with me. He was generous with
both his time and his money
Even on nights after we fought with one another, we would always make up before we went to sleep.
“I love you,” he had whispered as he caressed my cheek with his thumb 1 can’t sleep knowing you are
unhappy”
Bringing my image of that caring man into a future where we would be married and taking care of Elva?
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Then he’d bid her goodnight and come to me We’d hold each other through the night, just as we had done in the past, when one of us or the other snuck into the other’s room
I remembered how warm he was it haunted me
I blinked, pulling myself back into the present There, I chastised myself for thinking of Nicholas that way
ether. And for good reasons, too
It was clear we would never be together. And for good reasons, too
I
Nicholes was a prince if I had known that three years ago, maybe I would have never pursued him then either Our hearts had been so close, but our social classes were so far apart, he might as well have been
standing on the moon
Tm sorry, Elva,” I told her now, pulling her into a hug “Unfortunately, sometimes these things just don’t work out. It’s not anyone’s fault. It’s just impossible.”
Her thin arms wrapped around my neck and she held me in return. Had she known I needed a hug too?
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