Celestial Tragedy

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the moonlit glade. Chloe stood at its center, a celestial being caught in the gravitational pull of conflicting emotions. Her heart, a cosmic entity navigating the expanse of love, teetered on the precipice of a decision.

Jonas's revelation of his true nature as a werewolf added an unforeseen layer of complexity to her celestial dilemma. Caleb, the embodiment of untamed passion, and Jonas, the steadfast anchor—both vying for a place in her heart.

As Chloe grappled with the cosmic forces pulling her in opposite directions, a rustle in the moonlit foliage heralded Caleb's arrival. He emerged, bearing a bouquet of her favorite flowers, his eyes a reflection of the starlit night.

"Chloe," Caleb spoke, the timbre of his voice a celestial melody, "I couldn't stay away. Not seeing you, not touching you, not kissing you—it's unbearable."

Chloe, caught in the gravitational pull of Caleb's presence, felt the magnetic force drawing her clo