Unlucky Like Us (Like Us, #12)

by Krista Ritchie

“It’s always been about her. At least for me, it has been.”

He searches my gaze again. “The way you look at me, Luna…” He seems overwhelmed. “How am I looking at you?” I’m trapped in his orbit, not wanting to be set loose. “I’m the hero of your story.” His voice drops to the same hushed sound as mine. “I don’t know if anyone has ever placed me there, but one of the things I’m most scared of is disappointing you.” I shake my head slowly, then more hurriedly. My eyes burn. “You won’t.” He’s unblinking too as his gaze reaches into me. “I wanna be your hero—in every story you’ll ever write about me and you. I want that, but the honest truth is that…I’m not built to withstand it all. And I don’t know my exact breaking point yet, ‘cause I don’t really know how much I can take. I just know it’s a lot.” I choose my words carefully, so I grapple with the seconds, and tension amasses in the car. “You’re right…when I look at you, I do see a hero. Not because I think you’re indestructible, but because you’ve chosen the light side despite growing up in the dark.” I let out a breath. “It’s just Star Wars stuff.”