Vance's POV

'Baby, I'm sorry." I caught myself talking, but there was no stopping it. It's something I needed to do badly. I never really fit to grieve my only true love. I totally ruined everything with her. It breaks my heart into tiny pieces each time. Regardless of whatever circumstance surrounded her death, I needed her. 'You're doing this to me, Talia. What you've always wanted to do. You've brought me to my knees. Without you, I have no real company. I'm going mad, Baby. I don't know who to trust." The tears were streaming fully down my beards at this point, I was already a mess, a puddle.


'You just had to go, you were too good for me. I was always scared, some part of me knew it wasn't always going to last. I remember always drowning in your ocean blue eyes every time you looked at me which was only too often."

I paused like I was waiting for a reply when all I was among were bones and skeletons, buried under exaggerated tombstones, with wilted flowers for a color change.

'I love you, Talia. I've always loved you. If I could, I'd bring you back to life right now. If I, as much as, even knew where you were, I'd come running." I only noticed I had been hitting my fist on the grave bed when I raised my hand to see bloodied knuckles which weren't even hurting.


All the lights in Moonstone could not compare to how bright she made my life. I feel like the worst person ever for putting us in the situation that broke us.

I remember that particular conversation, almost a year and half after our marriage. I really thought it was going to be casual, I didn't mean to anger her so much. I really wish I could undo all these, even if it meant using my last will in life, it's a sacrifice I would gladly take. She was the one who. If there were as much as one in a million chance to reverse all this, I'm staking my neck on it.


Sadly, like I've always done, I've pushed her further away from me than I could ever pull back. Memories of seeing her face, lined with dried tears when I got back late, after nights of rendezvous with Nadia.

I looked up at the sky to see the darkened clouds, mirroring how it was inside my head. If she was here, I know she would not want me to be stuck on her, I know Talia would have pulled me up and have me go and continue life like she didn't exist.

There and then I made a promise to both myself and her to make her proud. She might not have had sons for me, but I still loved her, I really still do.

Hurts even more to remember her face when she got to know about Nadia and I. She always had her suspicions, the body pains and sickness she endured while I was balls deep in Nadia too made her miserable. I finally admitted to it once during our full blown out arguments. Or when I threw that stupid party for my baby with Nadia and made a fool of her…

I thought I had victory that day. I had all I wanted. Two women sucking my balls, the one I loved and the one who was going to give me what I wanted. I could swear I had always known that I'd have collected the baby from Nadia and raised it with Talia instead, if it didn't die, and Talia too.

I pushed her to the wall, I know I did. I remember that day at the games, the day that changed my life forever. I did not mean to push her to that extent. I did not know she hated me so bad. I still remember smirking at how excited she was, bubbling like a little girl. With her, life was pure.

I deserved all I was getting, that I knew. I finally got my shit together, planted a kiss over the tombstone and turned away, without looking back for fear I might be tempted to spend a night here.

'You were gone for long." Nadia said as soon as I stepped in. 'Are you okay?" She added immediately, her eyes fixed on my knuckles, and later on the dark circles I'm sure must have formed around my eyes.

'Yeah, long day."I replied her dismissively. 'You good?" I asked, returning her question for courtesy sake.

'Baby," She sounded whiny, 'things obviously aren't fine. And you don't want to talk to me. I know you don't want to hear this right now, but you really do have to talk about these things that bother you." Nadia was fair and square in my way and did not look like she was going to back out without a fight.

'I just want to be alone." I really didn't have the strength for whatever she was up to. I just wanted to sleep, maybe Moon Goddesses would grant me dreams about Talia.

‘Get the crazy bitch out of the way.' Alex said in my head. I knew better than that. I wasn't going to be the Alpha who would go down in the history of Moonstone for having more than two Luna in his lifetime. It simply meant one thing.

'If I did that, wouldn't you think I didn't care?" She asked, looking at me in disbelief. I did not even know where to start, or even whether to tell her anything at all. What was I thinking? I couldn't, that would cause more trouble.

'Right now, I'd rather than, I'm sorry." I reached for her head and planted a soft kiss before heading to the bed.

The next time I woke up was to Nadia putting a pack of ice over my knuckles.

'They were beginning to darken." She said, 'You have public appearances tomorrow, we can't afford for you to look like a boxer." She continued in a light tone, it kinda put a little smile on my face.

Throwing the pack of ice on the floor, I pulled her to me, resting her head on my shoulder.

'Thank you." I said, all the while trying to steady my breaths. 'I love you." She melted into my arms and we felt like two peas in a pod.

It really was no one's choice, we were stuck together. Best we could do was take advantage of it.

'Are you going to tell me what happened?" She asked me again, softly and less imposing this time.

'No." I made sure to be firm, there was no way I could let her in on that. 'But I'm better now. And I always will be." I felt her breath a sigh of relief on my chest.

What I meant was I was going to hide my obsession with Talia better, I can't afford to have any more days like this going forward.