Chapter 2 2

Lydia's heart pounded, her palms slick with sweat. She stood before Jamie, her eyes locked onto his, and knew she was losing him. The doubt in his eyes was like a knife to her soul.

"What's going on, Jamie?" Lydia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jamie's gaze drifted away, his jaw clenched. "You're not my Luna," he growled.

Lydia's world crumbled. Those four words cut deeper than any blade. She felt her power surging, her Luna instincts screaming to reclaim him.

"Jamie, listen to me," Lydia pleaded, her hands reaching out.

But Jamie stepped back, his eyes flashing with warning. "Don't touch me."

Lydia's heart shattered. She saw the fear and confusion etched on Jamie's face. He didn't recognize her, didn't remember their bond.

"Jamie, I am your Luna," Lydia insisted.

But Jamie's expression hardened. "You're not. You're...different. Something's off."

Lydia's desperation grew. She knew she had to convince Jamie of her true identity.

"Remember our first meeting?" Lydia asked.

Jamie's gaze faltered, his eyes clouding. "I...I don't know."

Lydia's heart sank. He didn't remember. The memories they shared, the laughter, the passion – all erased.

"Jamie, please," Lydia whispered.

But Jamie's resolve strengthened. "I don't know what you've done to me, but I won't fall for it again."

Lydia's power surged, her Luna energy responding to Jamie's rejection. The air around them charged with electricity.

Suddenly, Jamie's phone rang, shattering the tension. He hesitated before answering.

"What?" Jamie growled into the phone.

Lydia watched, her heart heavy, as Jamie's expression darkened.

"I'll take care of it," Jamie said.

He ended the call, his gaze locking onto Lydia's.

"I have to go," Jamie said.

Lydia's world crumbled further. She knew she was losing him.

"Jamie, wait," Lydia pleaded.

But Jamie turned, disappearing into the night.

Lydia's power exploded, her Luna energy raging like a storm. She knew she had to reclaim Jamie, prove her true identity.

The question echoed in her mind: How?

Lydia's determination hardened. She would stop at nothing to reclaim Jamie's heart.

The night air seemed to vibrate with anticipation, the moon hanging low in the sky.

Lydia's journey began.

Lydia's heart pounded in her chest, her palms growing sweaty. She stood before Jamie, her eyes locked onto his. The air was thick with tension, heavy with unspoken words.

Jamie's gaze drifted away, his jaw clenched. "You're not my Luna," he growled.

Lydia's breath caught. The rejection stung, like a slap to the face. She felt her determination falter, her confidence crumbling.

"What makes you think that, Jamie?" Lydia asked, her voice steady despite the turmoil within.

Jamie's eyes snapped back to hers, his expression twisted in confusion. "You're different. Your scent, your voice... everything's off."

Lydia's grip on her emotions tightened. She knew this moment would come, had prepared for it. But nothing could truly prepare her for the pain of rejection.

"I'm still the same person, Jamie," Lydia said.

Jamie's laughter was harsh. "No, you're not. My Luna wouldn't keep secrets from me."

Lydia's heart sank. He knew. Somehow, he'd discovered her truth.

"Jamie, please listen-"

He cut her off, his voice rising. "I don't want to hear it. You're not my Luna. Whoever you are, you're not the one I bonded with."

Lydia felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She blinked them back, refusing to show weakness.

"Fine," Lydia said. "If that's what you think, then maybe I should leave."

Jamie's gaze never wavered. "Maybe you should."

Lydia turned to leave, but Jamie's voice stopped her.

"Wait."

She turned back, hope flickering to life.

"What?" Lydia asked.

Jamie's expression softened, his eyes searching. "Who are you, really?"

Lydia's heart skipped a beat. This was her chance.

"I'm Lydia," she said. "Your Luna doppelganger."

Jamie's eyes widened, shock written across his face.

"Doppelganger?" he repeated.

Lydia nodded. "I'll explain everything, Jamie. Just please, don't push me away."

Jamie's gaze drifted away, his thoughts hidden. Lydia's heart hung in the balance, waiting for his response.

The silence stretched out, heavy with uncertainty.

Finally, Jamie spoke. "I need time to think."

Lydia nodded, a small smile on her lips. "Take all the time you need, Jamie. I'll be here, waiting."

The words felt hollow, but Lydia knew she had to try. She couldn't lose Jamie, not now.

With a quiet nod, Lydia turned and left, leaving Jamie to his thoughts.

The night air enveloped her, cool and unforgiving. Lydia felt the weight of her secrets bearing down, the burden of her doppelganger nature.

She knew the road ahead would be treacherous, filled with obstacles and doubts. But Lydia was determined to reclaim Jamie's heart, to prove her love and loyalty.

The question was, would Jamie ever accept her for who she truly was?

Lydia's heart pounded in her chest, her palms growing slick with sweat. She stood before Jamie, her eyes locked onto his, and saw the rejection there.

"You're not my Luna," Jamie said, his voice low and rough.

Lydia's breath caught. Those words cut deeper than any knife. She felt her lunar power stirring, responding to Jamie's emotional turmoil.

"Jamie, please," Lydia said, her voice trembling. "Listen to me."

Jamie's gaze drifted away, his jaw clenched. "I don't know what you are or what you want, but you're not my Luna."

Lydia's determination hardened. She wouldn't lose him, not now. She took a step closer, her hands reaching out.

"Jamie, don't say that," Lydia whispered. "You know me. You feel it, don't you?"

Jamie's eyes flashed back to hers, his expression twisted. "I don't know what I feel. You're...different. You're not the same person I met."

Lydia's heart ached. He was right – she wasn't the same. Her doppelganger nature had changed her.

"Jamie, I-"

"Stop," Jamie said, his hand raised. "Just stop. You're confusing me, Lydia. Or whoever you are."

Lydia's eyes stung, tears welling up. She saw the conflict in Jamie's eyes, the war between his heart and his doubts.

"Jamie, please," Lydia whispered. "Don't push me away. I need you."

Jamie's gaze softened, his expression hesitant. For a moment, Lydia thought she saw a glimmer of recognition.

But it vanished, replaced by a mask of indifference. "I need space, Lydia. Leave me alone."

Lydia's world crumbled. She felt her lunar power surging, responding to her emotions.

With a quiet nod, Lydia turned and walked away, leaving Jamie and her shattered heart behind.

The night air enveloped her, its chill seeping into her bones. Lydia's thoughts reeled, her mind racing.

Why did Jamie reject her? What had she done wrong?

Lydia's memories flashed back to their first meeting, the spark of attraction, the lunar bond forming between them.

But something had changed. Jamie's doubts had grown, fueled by secrets and lies.

Lydia's determination hardened. She would uncover the truth, prove her identity, and reclaim Jamie's heart.

The moon above seemed to pulse with energy, its light guiding Lydia through the darkness.

She would not give up.

Back in her apartment, Lydia paced, her mind racing. She needed a plan, a way to convince Jamie of her true identity.

Lydia's gaze fell upon a small, leather-bound book – her journal. She opened it, revealing pages filled with notes and sketches.

The lunar cycles, the supernatural world, her doppelganger nature – all were documented.

Lydia's eyes narrowed. This was the key.

She would show Jamie the truth, prove her connection to the lunar world.

With newfound resolve, Lydia set out to gather evidence, to uncover the secrets that had driven Jamie away.

The night was young, and Lydia was determined.