The cool night breeze drifted through the air.
Joshua curled his lips into a smirk and gave Luna an icy glance. "Why do you hate me?”
"I hate you..." Luna let out a dry laugh and looked up at him. "I hate you because you don't give a sh*t about m e, and you don't give a sh*t about Nellie either!"
Joshua took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one. "What do you mean, I don't give a sh*t about Nellie?"
Luna froze. "If you care about her... then why aren't you punishing Aura?" Luna pursed her lips and struggled to form her next sentence. She was feeling dizzy from the alcohol and stumbled in Joshua's direction until she eventually slumped against him." Just be honest... you don’t care at all... you don't care about Nellie, and you don’t care about me either." 1
Joshua did not feel like entertaining her at first, but now that Luna had slumped against him, he had no choice but to put his arms around her and prop her up.
"Don't touch me..." Luna slurred, her whole body weak. "You love Aura... you love Aura, but not me!"
"You don't give a single sh*t about me at all! I don't understand. I don’t understand why you don't care about me, yet you still kept me close to you, you still kissed me, and you almost slept with me..." Luna cried,
her voice shaking.
The dim moonlight cast down from the night sky and illuminated the anguish in her eyes. Joshua felt his heart leap into his throat at this sight.
He paused for a moment before letting out a forced laugh and whispering, "What made you think... what made you think I don't care about you?"
His low voice was carried away by the breeze, but Luna still heard it clear as day. She froze and did not say anything further.
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