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Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

Chapter 40
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Chapter 0040 I was completely silent as my hair and makeup were worked on.

I was replaying my murder in my head over and over again. The thought of walking down the aisle with David again madefeel sick to my stomach.

I didn't try to hide the miserable expression on my face; I was sure it would be attributed to my argument with Amanda or just the stress of being a bride.

The truth was, it was much more than that. Despite the play I had in place, I was terrified that everything was still going to fail and I would be trapped, repeating the cycle with David.

I didn't want to lose my family again. I didn't want to lose everything to him and Amanda.

I wish I had been able to speak to Alexander properly. He had such an easy way of reassuring me-just being able to talk to him madefeel better. His allyship was the only thing I had to rely on in this life.

I couldn't tell anyone the truth about the situation, and so the fact that Alexander was on my side was the only reassurance I had that I could avoid all the heartache and pain that had befallenand my pack.

He was my only hope.

While I was sitting there pitying myself, I had almost forgotten about the problem with my dress-until my hair and makeup were finished. I looked into the mirror and hardly recognized myself. I looked like an old movie star, glamorous and natural.

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"If everything looks good, we can help you get into your dress," the hairdresser said.

I stood up and glanced at the garment bag hanging on the back of the door. The dress I had bought on my shopping trip with my mother and Amanda was in that bag. I liked it a lot, but it was so similar to the dress Amanda had just left wearing I felt ridiculous even thinking about standing beside her in it-people might not even be able to tell which of us was the bride at first glance.

At that moment, the door opened, and my mother walked in with a wide, bright smile on her face and a large garment bag in her hands.

"Just in time," she said happily.

"You actually got another dress?" I asked in surprise. I hadn't believed it would be possible on such short notice.

"I already had the dress," she explained. "I only had to have it driven from the house. Now, as long as it fits you properly, we shouldn't have any issues." "What do you mean you already had the dress?" I asked, confused.

"I'll explain after you try it on," she said.

A few moments later, I was fully dressed, with my heels, jewelry, and the gown. I looked into the full-length mirror and stared at myself in disbelief.

My mother straightened the long, delicately embroidered train of the dress and stood behindwith a proud smile on her face.

"What do you think?" she asked.

The dress had a full skirt with layers upon layers of fabric, creating a tic silhouette. It was covered in a layer Chapter 0040 Chapter 0040 I was completely silent as my hair and makeup were worked on.

I was replaying my murder in my head over and over again. The thought of walking down the aisle with David again madefeel sick to my stomach.

I didn't try to hide the miserable expression on my face; I was sure it would be attributed to my argument with Amanda or just the stress of being a bride.

The truth was, it was much more than that. Despite the plan I had in place, I was terrified that everything was still going to fail and I would be trapped, repeating the cycle with David.

I didn't want to lose my family again. I didn't want to lose everything to him and Amanda.

I wish I had been able to speak to Alexander properly. He had such an easy way of reassuring me-just being able to talk to him madefeel better. His allyship was the only thing I had to rely on in this life.

I couldn't tell anyone the truth about the situation, and so the fact that Alexander was on my side was the only reassurance I had that I could avoid all the heartache and pain that had befallenand my pack.

He was my only hope.

While I was sitting there pitying myself, I had almost forgotten about the problem with my dress-until my hair and makeup were finished. I looked into the mirror and hardly recognized myself. I looked like an old movie star, glamorous and natural.

"If everything looks good, we can help you get into your dress," the hairdresser said.

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I stood up and glanced at the garment bag hanging on the back of the door. The dress I had bought on my shopping trip with my mother and Amanda was in that bag. I liked it a lot, but it was so similar to the dress Amanda had just left wearing I felt ridiculous even thinking about standing beside her in -people might not even be able to tell which of us was the bride at first glance.

At that moment, the door opened, and my mother walked in with a wide, bright smile on her face and a large garment bag in her hands.

"Just in time," she said happily.

"You actually got another dress?" I asked in surprise. I hadn't believed it would be possible on such short notice.

"I already had the dress," she explained. "I only had to have it driven from the house. Now, as long as it fits you properly, we shouldn't have any issues." wwhat you mean you already had the dress?" I asked, confused.

"I'll explain after you try it on," she said.

A few moments later, I was fully dressed, with my heels, jewelry, and the gown. I looked into the full-length mirror and stared at myself in disbelief.

My mother straightened the long, delicately embroidered thin of the dress and stood behindwith a proud smile on her face.

"What do you think?” she asked.

The dress had a full skirt with layers upon layers of fabric, creating a tic silhouette. It was covered in a layer +25 BONUS Chapter 0040

of beautiful lace embroidery. I felt like I could look at it for ours, om mesmerized by how detailed it was. merized "It's amazing." I said, as my mother pinned the veil on my head. "But where did you get it?" "It was your grandmother's," she said happily. "You remindso much of her. I just had a feeling it would fit you like a glove." "It really does,” the hairdresser said. “It's like it was made for her."

I turned and hugged my mother tightly. Once again, she had saved the day. I had been worried for nothing, when I should have just trusted her when she promised to Xhad been soorte saved take care of it for me.

I didn't have much tto celebrate with my mother. Before I knew it, it was tto walk down the aisle. I tto walk could hear the music playing as I approached the door where I was to make my grand entrance. Chapter 0041