Chasing His Betrayed Luna - Chapter 171: Chapter 171

Fiona
“She loved me…”
I thought as my eyes took in the last words in the first part of my mother’s journal.
She loved me and she was certain my father would too.
Tears laced in my eyes while her words floated around my mind, creating a sense of familiarity that I never knew I would feel as long as my parents were concerned. I held the journal to my chest, inhaling deeply as I let the words sink into me, even though I was curious to read the next part which she promised would be about my father’s joy when he finds out about my existence.
Gosh!
“She seems like a lovely woman. I feel like I know her even though it’s only been a few pages.” Inara whimpered within me and heaven knew I felt the same.
I whimpered, wiping my tears before they could fall on the pages of the journal that not only made me feel emotional but also somehow made me feel whole for the first time in days… “I have more pages, Ina. We can know them both and feel connected to the pack even though we never saw it.”
Inara was more than happy to spend the next few hours flipping the pages of my mother’s journal with me but as soon as I pulled myself together and made a move to start reading the next part where I would get to meet my father, the bedroom door opened and Susanna walked in, taking my attention off the journal… for a split second.
“You really won’t look at me?” Susanna said as my gaze returned to the next page of the journal. I made the mistake of sniffling and that caused Susanna to ask, “Have you been crying?”
“C-can we just do this later?” I stuttered, ignoring her question.
Susanna asked, sounding emotional even though she wasn’t the one reading her late mother’s thoughts, “When will that be, Fiona? I miss my friend-”
“A friend you chose to lie to?” I cut in, my eyes cutting to hers just as sharply as my words.
“And I’m sorry I did that, Fiona. I’m really sorry for hurting you but my hands were tied. I couldn’t say no to the oldest Elder nor could I-”
“It’s alright,” I interjected before she could come up with more excuses.
Susanna sighed, “You really won’t forgive me? Forgive us?”
My gaze fell on the journal I was holding as her question resonated in my head. I knew I wanted to forgive them for keeping me in the dark but damn does it hurt so much! I didn’t want to hold on to the ache but it kept resonating with my soul and I just couldn’t get over it.
I stated, holding Susanna’s gaze, “Eventually, I would.”
She bit her lower lip as she nodded, “That’s fair enough.”
As soon as she said that, she took slow steps to the door, intending to leave me alone. I couldn’t complain about that… I didn’t realize I’d stop her from leaving until Inara voiced to me with a tone that ripped the bandaid off my bruised heart, “She lost her mother too and unlike you, she doesn’t have a journal.”
My heart hurt for Susanna all of a sudden and I realized that I didn’t know what happened to her parents even though I knew she was born in the hidden pack. So I blurted, causing her to freeze, “How old were you when you lost them?”
Confused, she asked me, “Lost who?”
“Your parents,” I answered carefully.
Susanna’s eyes enlarged subtly. I could perceive her discomfort but she still answered, “My dad died in the war and my mom died when she was delivering me because she was wounded and too weak-”
“Just like my parents.” I chimed under my breath.
Susanna nodded, “Exactly like your parents. My dad was the pack’s official Gamma and my mom was a born Gamma as well. They fought side by side with your parents according to the stories Mia Lu told me when I was younger.”
“They must have been best of friends,” I muttered with a smile because a part of me knew that I would get to read about Susanna’s parents in my mother’s journal. “They were pregnant and we would have been best friends too if the war didn’t happen.”
“When is your birthday?” Susanna asked curiously but her voice was thick with emotions as she sat on the edge of my bed, very close to my legs.
I answered, “September 21.”
“I was born eight days later.” Susanna breathed tears in her eyes.
“28th?” I uttered because I had nothing else to say to her. Susanna simply nodded while I said, “I had always known my mother died on that day so I have never celebrated my birthday. All 26 of them.”
“The 27th one is almost here. We could celebrate together. Mia Lu always made me celebrate because she believed that’s what my parents would have wanted. What do you say to that?” Susanna etched, holding my gaze like she was scared this moment wouldn’t last.
Like I would shake my head and tell her I still needed space.
But I nodded instead, saying, “We could do that.”
Suassna chuckled, tears rolling down her cheeks, “Yeah?”
Yeah but at that moment, something told me that our birthdays which were about six weeks away wouldn’t get to us as fast as the war would. Still, I nodded and Susanna and I hugged each other, kinda burying the hatchet because that was what our parents would have wanted.
“If we are friends again, can you please come with me to have dinner with Otis and Andrew?” Susanna dropped that question as soon as she saw me smile at her.
Her big eyes pleading with me just as much as her pout did.
“Why would I do that? I have no interest in being the third wheel- sorry, fourth wheel in this case.” I shook my head.
I would rather just read my mother’s journal but of course, a few minutes later, I yielded and found myself preparing to have dinner in Andrew’s home.
All thanks to Susanna and her big puppy doe eyes…