The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0588

Nicholas POV

I retumed to the living room where Veronica and Julian were helping Elva color. Jessica had already excused herself and gone to bed. Both Veronica and Julian looked up at me and their eyes went wide.

"What happened?" Julian asked.

I wanted to tell him but not in front of Elva.

Instead, I turned to Veronica. "Piper is just cleaning up in the kitchen. Please stay here until she comes out to you. Do you mind watching Elva?"

"I can do that," Veronica said.

"And me?" Julian asked.

I finally looked at him. I hoped he would be able to tell a lot from my flat gaze and my words," I'm going to speak with Bridget."

"Oh, shit," Julian said and hopped to his feet.

Yeah. He understood what I had meant to convey.

"I'm coming with you," Julian said, just as I'd hoped.

I kissed the top of Elva's head. She barely noticed, so entranced with her coloring. Then, with Julian in tow, we started toward the stairs. Along the way, I briefly filled Julian in on the altercation between Bridget and Julian that had happened in the kitchen.

With each step, Julian uttered a new curse word. By the time we reached the top stair, he had gotten quite creative.

In front of Bridget's room, we knocked. She must have been expecting us - or at least, me. She opened the door right away. Her face was bright when she looked at me. Seeing Julian behind my shoulder though, that brightness dimmed somewhat.

Without a word, she backed into the room and let us enter.

Julian and I stood near the dresser, carefully avoiding the mess of clothes spilling out of her nearby suitcase. Bridget stood nearer the door with her back to it. Cóntent belongs to NovélDráma. Org

"What is this about?" Bridget asked. She continued to smile dully, a look of fake confusion on her face.

"You already know," I said. I was tired of all her games. It was past time to cut down to the core of the situation.

The look of bland confusion disappears from Bridget's face in a blink of the eye. Good. Maybe she would stop trying to bullshit us and give us the truth for once.

"Piper got to you, then," she said. "I knew she would."

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"She told me what happened in the kitchen," Nicholas said. "What you said."

"And you so quickly believed her?" Bridget's face suddenly twisted into upset. God, she could do that so quickly, no wonder she had won so many acting awards. She shifted her entire persona in a blink of an eye.

"What happened to us? To our friendship? To make you treat me this way?" Bridget asked. Her bottom lip trembled.

"Damn, you're good," Julian said with a low whistle. I was relieved he could see it too, and knew she was lying as much as I did. We'd both had the wool pulled over our eyes with her for far too long.

"You've both changed so much," Bridget said. "When we were boys, you cared so much for me. Can't you see how Piper has poisoned you against me? You so quickly believe that I am at fault, but what do you really know about her?"

"I know she's a shitty liar," Julian said. "She's a terrible actress. Unlike someone else I know." "She is deceiving you," Bridget said. "She's good at pretending to be bad."

*I dated Piper at the Academy," I said. "I saw every side of her. She is no liar, much less a natural one."

Bridget stood firm. "She has deceived you for a long time."

"Bridget, stop," I said.

"You really are just embarrassing yourself," Julian added. "I've seen the tape of how you abandoned Piper on the island. Dear mom and dad might be shield you in the public's eyes, but they can't save you from my own."