Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 336

Killian’s POV

It had been days since Ryker had last seen Giselle, and Ryker still hadn’t asked a single question about her mother.

At first, I was afraid of what he’d say, dreading the moment he’d look me in the eye and ask, Where’s my mother?

I couldn’t bring myself to tell him the truth, knowing how much it would break him.

How could I possibly explain to him that Giselle is not her mother, and that she’s dead.

In his whole life, Ryker believed that Giselle was his mother — she’d raised him, after all, and he’d known her as nothing else.

I know it would be difficult for him to accept and process the whole truth, and I was trying my best to avoid the confrontation from him.

But now… I’m no longer just worried about Ryker’s difficult questions now I wasn’t just avoiding the question. I am now worried wondering why he still haven’t asked me any question.

In the days that had passed, he hadn’t asked even once. Not a word about Giselle.

No concern, no curiosity. Just silence. And it was that silence that was starting to gnaw at me, leaving me both worried and confused.

Is he not worried about Giselle? Doesn’t he miss her? Or was he just caught up in his own world that he had completely forgotten about Giselle?

I need to tell this to Astrid as soon as she arrives. I also want to know what she would think about this.

I was deep in thought when my phone buzzed, snapping me out of it. Astrid’s name lit up on the screen.

I answered quickly, the hope in my chest rising as I thought she’s on her way back.

She said that she’d only stay there for a day.

“Hey,” I said, trying to keep the eagerness from my voice. “Are you on your way? I’m not doing anything right now, I can come and fetch you.”

I stood up from my seat eager to just run to where she is. The reason why I’m not doing anything is because I can’t focus on doing anything. All I could think about was her coming back.

Her voice came through, a bit strained. “I’m sorry, Killian. I won’t be able to make it as expected. Something’s come up, and I’m…well, I’m a bit tied up right now.”

Disappointment settled heavily in my chest, but I pushed it down. “Oh. When do you think you’ll be back?”