In the middle of winter, it snowed heavily.
There were no heaters in the south of the country. Luna Covey rubbed her cold hands and squatted in front of a suitcase, stuffing a medical report into it. She just came back from the hospital. Her doctor told her that she had been pregnant for 3 months.
After zipping up the suitcase, Luna sat on the bed and touched her flat stomach, waiting for Brodie Melton to come home.
It was getting dark, and the clock struck eleven. Then Luna heard the bedroom door open.
Brodie looked exhausted. He was surprised when he saw Luna and her suitcase. But he quickly hid it and asked in a deep voice, "Luna, it's so late. Where are you going?"
Luna kept her head down, with one hand on her stomach. She mustered up courage and said stiffly, "Brodie, let's break up."
Brodie couldn't stay calm anymore. He looked at Luna in disbelief and asked coldly, "Say it again?"
"I said, let's break up," Luna repeated stiffly.
Brodie's voice grew colder as he sneered, "Why?"
Luna was stunned by Brodie's gaze. After a long while, she stood up arrogantly, raised her eyebrows and mocked, "Brodie, why you ask? Do you think that you could marry me? I'm a Covey, but you're just a graduate who has no money or power."
Luna did not dare to look at Brodie. She was afraid that her heart would soften when she saw him getting hurt. She was afraid that she would jump into his embrace the next second and tell him that she had suffered in the past few days.
"Brodie, I said shut up!"
"Why? You had the guts to do that, but now you don't wanna admit it?"
Luna closed her eyes and said ruthlessly, "Girls were all crazy about boys they loved when they were young. Brodie, no matter what I've done, I was just goofing around with you. You can't take it seriously, right?"
Brodie sneered. His laughter pierced into Luna's heart like a sharp knife, causing her to tremble under the pain.
Then Brodie spoke again in a low voice, "Alright, then let's goof around hard."
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