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The Luna's First Gala

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Sloane's POV

The dress was midnight black, and it flowed like water.

I stood in front of the mirror at 18:40, afraid to breathe. Silk draped over my hips, gathered at my feet, and left my back bare to the waist. Nora had pulled my hair up. Out of habit, Emma had checked the window latches twice.

"Stop fidgeting," Lucien said from the doorway.

"I'm not fidgeting."

"You've straightened that strap four times."

"It's silk; it's supposed to behave."

He walked across the room, and his reflection join
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