Chapter 127: Punishing The Luna
That was why she agreed to Mirian’s foolish idea of appeasing him with a table spread of delicious delicacies.
But now, as she stood here, waiting for Ryder to show up and wondering if he would even bother to come, Reana couldn’t help but think that maybe she had made a mistake. A big one. The doubt that had been creeping into her heart was starting to take hold, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had overreacted.
She thought back to the day she had punished Ryder, to the look on his face and the way he had walked away with deep sadness, a plea for forgiveness, and lastly, resignation. And her fist clenched and unclenched.
Her gaze drifted to the seat prepared for Ryder, thinking: He wouldn’t come. If she were in his shoes, she wouldn’t come either.
"Get them to clear the table," she said, her voice low and even, but with a hint of anger and frustration.
Mirian stood there for a while, her lips thinned. Then she bowed and turned to leave. But as she pulled the doors open, she was startled when Ryder’s familiar figure stood before her, a sly smile at the edge of his lips.
Mirian’s gaze raked him from head to toe, then toe to head.
His sunken cheek, the Dark circles...all felt like an illusion. They were totally nowhere to be found.
He looked ravishing!