The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story novel Chapter 201

Chapter 0201 

Did I know about Nicholas’s past? I thought I did. 

A tiny voice whispered in my head, Maybe not as well as you think. 

No, I couldn’t let Julian sow doubt inside of me. No matter what he thought, there had to be a logical explanation for whatever happened. Nicholas wasn’t the type to just steal people’s girlfriends. 

Perhaps Nicholas dated someone Julian liked, and Julian was just jealous. I wouldn’t suggest that to 

him, however, 

Even now, pain shone in his eyes, even with the smile that returned to his l*ps. He’d clearly been hurt by 

whatever happened, no matter how much he tried to hide it. 

Because of this, I didn’t want to ask him any more questions, or even bring it up at all. Maybe he was 

right. Maybe all I was doing was kicking the hornet’s nest. Sometimes the past was meant to stay in the 

past. 

It hurt that the brothers couldn’t move beyond it, but who was I to try to brute force that into happening? 

I lifted a hand and placed it on Julian’s shoulder. He glanced at it, eyes widening slightly. 

“I’m sorry for your heartache,” I said. “Whatever the cause.” 

He continued looking at my hand. His smile wavered again. “Do you mean that?” 

“Of course, I do,” I said. “I care about you.” 

Suddenly, he pulled me into a hug. His arms wrapped around M 

nook between my neck and shoulder. 

waist, and his head lowered into the 

His hands on me were gentle, placed respectfully on the small of my back. 

He was surprisingly tender. Until this moment, I always thought he flirted and teased with me just for entertainment. Maybe that was part of it, sure. Yet when he acted like this, I felt like maybe he did like 

aven if just a little 

by that thought, Ireached my own arms up and wrapped them around his neck 

tom Dressing his chest to mine. 

“Alright.” 

So for a long moment, we held each other in the quiet of the parlor and didn’t say a word. 

I wondered how long it had been since Julian received a good and honest hug, one that didn’t have to mean anything or lead to anything. One he could share with someone who truly just wanted him to be 

himself. 

Julian had his flaws, certainly, but we all did. He’d only ever done his best for me despite his teasing. 

How could I not be grateful? How could I not like him for the person he was? 

Our moment was interrupted by someone loudly clearing his throat. 

I turned my head and saw Nicholas in the entryway. My heart jumped up into my throat and I lowered: 

my arms from Julian’s shoulders. 

Julian, it seemed, didn’t have to look to know who it was. “You always seem to find the worst moments.