Chapter 69 - empty promises
69
~Belinda’s POV
I stood at the center of the room, heart pounding in my chest like a drum I couldn’t silence.
I clenched my fists, swallowing down the lump in my throat. I didn’t want to come here like this, but I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I needed answers.
I took a deep breath and finally said it.
"When are you going to reject Lisa?" My voice cracked. "When are you going to make me your Luna like you promised?"
They all froze. Damon raised an eyebrow. Rowan shifted on his chair, and Kael looked away like he was suddenly interested in the wall.
"Belinda..." Kael started, but I cut him off.
"No. Don’t Belinda me. I’ve kept quiet. I’ve waited. I’ve watched her walk around like she owns you three, like she owns this place." My voice rose with each word. "I’m scared. I’m really scared that I’m losing you... and to her."
Rowan sighed, his voice calm but distant. "We never said she was going to replace you."
"But she is!" I shouted, my voice echoing sharply through the room. It cracked mid-sentence, but I didn’t care anymore. I needed them to hear me, to really hear me. "You joke with her. You laugh with her. You protect her like she’s made of gold. And me? You all yelled at me in front of everyone for killing Cecilia like I’m some monster!"
I saw Damon’s jaw tighten. He stood up slowly and folded his arms across his chest. "You didn’t have to kill Cecilia," he said, his tone cold and clipped. "You could have warned us. You should have warned us."