The Moon That Remembered My Face by Elias Rowan Montclair 131

Inside the RV, Lillian screams in shock after seeing Jane emerge from the bedroom looking disheveled and pale. Owen sits shirtless on the bed, staring blankly, while Lillian feels dizzy and in pain. Jane calmly admits she spent the night with Owen, revealing a tense and confusing situation. Helena Ward arrives and quickly supports Jane, sensing the gravity of the moment, while Oliver fetches water and tries to help Lillian settle down.

Owen accuses Jane of drugging him, which she denies vehemently, explaining that both Owen and Lillian were heavily impaired and out of control when she found them. Jane insists she intervened to prevent a worse outcome, clarifying that Owen was the one who made a move, not her. Despite her feelings for Owen, Jane refuses to pursue a relationship with someone who clearly doesn’t care for her, and she decides to leave, wanting to move past the incident quietly.

Helena, Matthew, and the others try to piece together what happened, with Helena suspecting someone must have drugged Owen and Lillian. Matthew jokes about Owen’s grandmother possibly orchestrating the whole event to push them together, but Lillian denies this, leaving everyone uncertain about who could have done such a thing. The atmosphere remains heavy with confusion and suspicion as they try to understand the motive behind the incident.

Owen, still troubled and embarrassed, questions Lillian about her condition, and she admits to feeling terrible and dizzy. Helena decides to call a medic to check on them, while Matthew continues to speculate about who might want Owen and Lillian to be together. The chapter ends with Owen hinting that someone else, besides their grandmother, could be behind the strange and troubling events.

A scream burst out from Lillian inside the RV.

She’d just seen Jane open a concealed door and suddenly emerge from the bedroom.

Jane’s hair was a mess, her clothes rumpled, and her face looked pale.

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Meanwhile, Owen was sitting on the bed, shirtless, a blanket draped over his lower half, just staring off into

space.

The air was still thick with a lingering, almost decadent vibe.

Lillian felt terrible-her whole body felt light-headed and groggy, and sharp pains kept shooting through the back of her

head.

She was leaning on Oliver, utterly shocked, her mind struggling to even make sense of what was going on.

“Owen, Jane, you two…” Lillian stammered, her voice trembling.

Jane pulled her coat tighter around herself, a flicker of unease flashing in her eyes.

But she kept her composure, putting on a calm front. “Isn’t it obvious? I spent the night with your brother.”

Helena Ward had barely stepped into the RV when she overheard Jane dropping a bombshell-her words were so jaw- dropping, it felt like the air got sucked right out of the room.

Helena’s eyes went wide with shock. She rushed over to Jane Keller’s side, and seeing how pale she looked, wasted no time helping Jane sink into a seat.

“Jane, do you need some water?” Helena offered, her voice gentle, as if trying to diffuse the tension.

Right now, Helena honestly had no idea what to feel about any of this.

Jane was always cool as ice, but when she took the initiative, she didn’t hold back at all-she just went for the kill, straight up full power with no filter.

“Thanks,” Jane replied, giving a small nod.

Helena glanced around, unfamiliar with the RV setup and about to ask Lillian where they’d stashed the water, but Oliver jumped in, “I’ll get it.”

“Thanks,” Helena said, flashing him a polite smile.

Oliver smiled back, helped Lillian settle into another seat, then went off to fetch some water.

Out of sight, no one noticed the fleeting darkness that crossed his eyes.

William watched as Owen stepped out of the bedroom, his gaze thoughtful. “This guy was just hoping Helena would marry him, and now he’s already hooked up with another woman? That’s not like him at all!

Matthew, standing nearby, sized Owen up with a teasing grin. “Owen, you really are lucky with the ladies. Guess I’d better start saving up for a big wedding gift, huh?”

Owen’s face went cold as he glared at Jane, his knuckles tightening with barely restrained anger.

Jane, did you drug me?” Owen demanded, his voice sharp and accusing.

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As soon as those words landed, the atmosphere in the RV grew even heavier, tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Jane had just taken the glass of water from Oliver. At Owen’s words, her fingers curled tighter around the glass.

She met Owen’s furious glare and swallowed hard. “What, is that what you really think of me?”

Owen’s breathing grew heavier, his voice rough with anger. “If it wasn’t you, then how else would we have ended up like

this?”

Jane stared at him for a few seconds, then dropped her eyes, trying to hold back the disappointment that threatened to

show.

Jane said. “You really don’t remember any of it? You and Lillian were both out of your minds back then. If I hadn’t walked in at the right moment, the one waking up next to you wouldn’t have been me-it would’ve been Lillian.

“So you’d prefer it was her, is that it? You think I’m that twisted? That I’d drug the both of you just to force you two from brother and sister into something else?”

Owen’s expression flickered as a storm of emotions crossed his face.

Seeing Jane’s eyes rimmed with red, he opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t find the words.

Right now, Owen’s thoughts were still scattered. He had no idea how things had ended up like this.

‘Hadn’t Jane tricked me?’ Owen wondered, confusion and doubt swirling inside him. ‘Who the hell set this up?’

“Owen, Jane’s not that kind of person,” Helena said, frowning.

As Owen glanced over at her, Helena pressed, “Seriously, what happened here? Jane said you and Lillian were both completely out of it. How did everything get so messed up?”

Owen swallowed, looking seriously uncomfortable and not knowing where to put himself.

“Honestly, I don’t know,” Owen muttered, voice thick with unease. “I went back to change, saw Lillian was there too. My head was all over the place, so I didn’t pay much attention to whether she was acting weird.

Then I heard her say she wasn’t feeling well. I was about to go see if she was okay, but out of nowhere, she grabbed me—and started calling out Oliver’s name.

“That’s when it hit me something was seriously wrong. Lillian looked totally out of it, eyes glassy, like she’d been drugged. I tried to push her off, but then I started feeling weird too-like my body wasn’t even mine anymore. After that…”

Owen glanced at Jane, his face flushed with embarrassment, struggling to find the words.

Jane jumped in, her voice steady but you could hear the tension underneath. “When I got into the RV, both of you were totally out of it. I panicked and tried to yank Lillian off you.

“But Lillian was way stronger than I expected-even drugged, she shoved me away and went right back at you. You just sat there, didn’t even fight back.

“Seeing both of you like that, I just knew something was seriously wrong. If it was just one person, I might’ve managed, but with both of you losing it, I honestly had no choice-I had to knock Lillian out.

“Then, when I tried to call for help, Owen knocked my phone out of my hand and pulled me onto the bed. I did everything I could to fight him off, but let’s be real-there’s just no way I could match his strength.

Jane didn’t need to spell out the rest.

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Anyone could see-Jane hadn’t tried to take advantage. It was Owen, completely out of it, who ended up making the move.

Jane took a sip of water, her eyes gradually clearing as she looked over at Owen. “Owen, yeah, I like you-but I’m not going to ruin my life chasing after a guy who doesn’t care about me.

“Honestly, I came here ready to confess, but it’s pretty obvious how you feel. You don’t have to worry about anything. We’re adults, and I’m not about to chase you around or play the victim.

“If you’re not interested, I’m not going to force you to take responsibility, and I’m not telling anyone what happened. Let’s just move on like this never went down.”

With that, Jane set down her cup, stood up, gave Helena a little nod, and made her way toward the exit.

“Jane.” Helena called out, voice a little worried as she reached for her.

Jane eased her hand free. “Seriously, I’m okay. Don’t worry, I just need a moment to myself.”

Helena hesitated, really wanting to stick by her, but hearing Jane insist, she reluctantly let go.

No one saw this coming. Helena just couldn’t figure out how both Owen and Lillian ended up losing control like that.

‘Did someone really drug them both?’ Helena frowned, unable to believe it. ‘Who on earth would do that? And why? What would anyone stand to gain?’

“Man, this is just messed up! Owen, who the hell would be so shady they’d actually drug you and Lillian? What are they even after-trying to set you guys up as a couple in the weirdest way possible?” Matthew joked, voicing exactly what Helena had been thinking.

Owen, lost in thought, snapped back when he heard the question and instinctively glanced over at Lillian.

Despite his embarrassment, he managed to ask with concern, “Lillian, how are you feeling? Are you feeling sick?”

“My head’s all dizzy, the back of my head really hurts, and my whole body just feels terrible,” Lillian muttered, her voice weak.

She leaned against Oliver, her brows drawn tight, still rattled by what had happened.

Who the hell would drug both me and Owen like that?’ Lillian thought. ‘If Jane hadn’t barged in, I’d be totally ruined. Seriously, who does something this messed up?’

“I’ll call the set medic and ask him to come by,” Helena said, her voice steady as she headed for the door.

Helena stepped out of the RV to make the call. Back inside the RV, the awkward silence stretched on.

Matthew rubbed his chin, clearly mulling over a possibility. “Owen, you don’t think your grandma sent someone here, do you? I mean, why else would it just be you and Lillian getting targeted while everyone else is fine?

“Your grandma’s been dying to see you two married-maybe she even got someone to make this whole thing happen?”

“No way, my grandma would never do something like that,” Lillian shot back, disbelief all over her face.

“If it’s not your grandma, then who else could it be?” Matthew pressed, eyebrow raised.

“Seriously, just think about it-who actually wants you two together? Seems like only your grandma would pull off something like this,” Matthew added, sounding way too logical for comfort.

The room fell into an awkward, heavy silence.

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After what felt like forever, Owen finally broke the stillness. “No. There’s someone else who’d want this just as much.”

The chapter closes on a note of raw vulnerability and tangled emotions, revealing the fragile state of trust and confusion between Owen, Lillian, and Jane. The weight of betrayal, misunderstanding, and the mysterious influence of an unseen hand looms heavily over them, leaving each character grappling with the shock of what transpired and the uncertainty of who to believe. Jane’s candidness and refusal to be a victim underscore her strength, even as the others wrestle with their own fractured perceptions and the pain of the night’s events.

Amidst the tension and unanswered questions, the chapter delicately explores themes of loyalty, the complexity of relationships, and the shadowy forces that can manipulate even the closest bonds. The characters’ emotional turmoil is palpable, yet there remains a quiet resilience in their interactions, hinting at the difficult but necessary path toward clarity and healing. As the truth remains just out of reach, the story invites us to linger in the uneasy silence, waiting for the next step in their intertwined journeys.

The next chapter promises to peel back more layers of the mystery surrounding the strange and unsettling events inside the RV. With Owen and Lillian both victims of an unknown influence, questions about who could orchestrate such a calculated scheme will come to the forefront. The tension between the characters is palpable, and as suspicions begin to mount, alliances may be tested and hidden motives could emerge, deepening the intrigue.

Emotions will run high as the characters grapple with confusion, betrayal, and the fragile trust between them. Jane’s unexpected vulnerability and Owen’s turmoil set the stage for complex interactions that could redefine relationships. Meanwhile, Helena’s steady presence and Matthew’s probing questions hint at a broader conspiracy that could challenge everything the group thought they knew. Readers will be left wondering who the true puppet master is and what their ultimate goal might be.

Lucia Morh

Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.