That night, Moon heard a knock on her door and rushed to open of, hoping it was Aiden.
However, when she opened the door, her smile fell, "Viktor, what are you doing here?" She questioned with a frown.
She ignored the puffed and reddish eyes on Viktor's face, she knew he must have cried, which was rare for him, and she knew the reason why he must have cried but she didn't give a fuck.
What was the use of pretending with him now? She had already used him to get what she wanted; he could take his stupid, annoying self somewhere else. She was done with him.
Viktor clenched his fists as he looked Moon right in the eyes; he let his eyes fall to her stomach and then back up to her eyes.
"Is it true, baby?" Viktor's voice was hoarse as he asked.
Moon scoffed, "Firstly, I'm not your baby. Secondly, I don't know what you're talking about." She shrugged.
