HIATUS Representative of the Moon Goddess

Midnight Confessions

The soft glow of the moon cascaded through the half-open blinds, casting an ethereal dance of shadows and light across Selene's dorm room. The muted hues of night painted the walls, and the air held a quiet stillness, punctuated only by the occasional rustle of leaves outside. Selene, nestled on her bed, found solace in the moonlit serenity, yet her mind churned with a tumultuous sea of emotions.

The revelation about the Quads being her fated mates lingered like a weighty secret, a cosmic truth hanging in the air, tethering her to a destiny she was only beginning to comprehend. The moon, a silent witness to countless confessions, seemed to beckon her to share the burdensome revelation, to confide in someone who could navigate the storm within her.

With a heartfelt sigh, Selene reached for her phone, its sleek surface cool against her fingertips. Her gaze lingered on the device, contemplating the act of unraveling the intricacies of her heart to a confidante. In the quietude of her room, she dialed Daphne's number, each digit a deliberate step toward unburdening her soul.

The familiar ring echoed, a melody that resonated with the shared laughter and secrets of their friendship. Selene held her breath, the anticipation heightening with each passing ring. Then, like a soothing melody, Daphne's warm voice cascaded through the receiver, filling the room with a sense of familiarity and comfort that only true friendship could provide.

"Hey, Selene! What's up?" Daphne's cheerful tone was a balm to Selene's troubled mind.

"Hey, Daphne. I... I need someone to talk to," Selene admitted, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.

"Of course, girl. I'm all ears. What's going on?" Daphne's genuine concern resonated through the phone.

Selene took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "So, you remember the Quads, right? Well, Oscar confirmed that they are my fated mates."

There was a thoughtful pause on the other end before Daphne responded, "That's kind of incredible, isn't it?"

Selene sighed, "In a way, yes. But, Daphne, I feel so conflicted. Oscar seems to get me, but his brothers... I'm not so sure. It's like he's the only one who truly understands."

Daphne's voice softened, "Selene, fated mates are a beautiful thing, but it doesn't mean everything falls into place instantly. It takes time for those connections to deepen. And each of the Quads is an individual, with his own way of understanding and expressing things."

Selene pondered Daphne's words, finding comfort in her wisdom. "I just don't want things to be weird between us. And, well, there's this feeling... like Oscar is the one who truly gets me, the real me."

Daphne shared warmly, "It's okay to feel that way. Fated mates have a unique bond, but it doesn't mean the bond with each one is the same. Remember how different Matthew and I are? Yet, our connection is so strong. Maybe you'll find that each Quad offers something special."

Selene considered this, a glimmer of hope in her heart. "You might be right, Daphne. It's just a lot to process. What if I make the wrong decision?"

Daphne's reassuring words flowed through the phone, "Selene, you don't have to make any decisions right now. Give it time. The bond will strengthen, and you'll understand each other better. Besides, turning eighteen might bring more clarity. You'll feel the bond more intensely, and your heart will guide you."

Selene smiled, grateful for Daphne's understanding. "Thanks, Daphne. I needed to hear that."

"Anytime, Selene. Fated mates have a way of making everything fall into place eventually. Just trust the process. And hey, I'm here whenever you need to chat. Oh, speaking of which, Matthew says hi!"

As the minutes ticked away in the hushed cadence of their conversation, Selene found a soothing refuge in Daphne's words. Each reassurance, each shared sentiment, was a stitch weaving together the frayed edges of her uncertainty. The moon, now casting a softer glow in the room, seemed to echo the gentle cadence of their dialogue.

The complexities of the journey ahead loomed like mysterious shadows on the horizon, each challenge an uncharted path waiting to be explored. Yet, in the sanctuary of her dorm room and the companionship of her confidante, Selene felt a profound sense of comfort settle within her, as if a gentle hand had reached into the tempest of her emotions and quelled the storm.

With every exchanged word, the threads of their friendship strengthened, forming an unspoken pact to face the unknown together. Selene couldn't help but marvel at the resilience friendships held, like an anchor grounding her amidst the uncertainties that swirled around her.

The realization dawned upon her that the journey, though complex and veiled in uncertainty, was not one she navigated alone. With friends like Daphne by her side, each step forward became a shared endeavor, a testament to the strength forged in the crucible of camaraderie.

As they lingered in the conversational embrace, Selene felt a newfound strength welling up within her, a resilient spirit fueled by the unwavering support of a true friend. The moon, a silent witness to their midnight confessions, bathed the room in a tender glow, symbolizing the quiet victory of connection over solitude.

With a grateful smile playing on her lips, Selene embraced the uncertain future, knowing that the echoes of their conversation would linger in the corners of her heart. The journey ahead, with all its twists and turns, was no longer a solitary path but a shared odyssey with the comforting presence of a cherished friend by her side.