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Lianna: I woke up the next morning to a knock on my door. Rising to my feet more slowly than I usually did, I realised that my stay here was reducing the anxiety I had lived with for years while being married to Ethan. Padding my feet against the plush rug in the middle of the room, I pulled the door open to find a stranger standing by the door. She was a young girl, about my age, with a shock of strawberry blond hair that complemented her brown eyes. She had freckles on her face that had been lifted by her side smile. "Hi!" She waved at me. "Hi?" I greeted back. "Uhm, is there a reason why you're here?" Edward came up behind her and nodded. "Yes. She's here to dress you up and do your makeup. We will be going out in public today." My heart immediately skipped as soon as he made mention of that. "What? Outside? Why?" "Because you're the future Luna. You need to address the people." I felt like I was going to have a panic attack. There was a build-up of sweat
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Lianna: My hands trembled as we made our way out of my room. Edward was waiting outside, by his car, and he was dressed impeccably. My breath hitched when he raised his head to look at me and I saw that his hair e fell to the side of his face. His hooded gaze grazed my skin and I found myself taking a step back and almost falling into Ingrid who burst into laughter. "Don't tell me you're staring at our future Alpha King like you want to devour him in one sitting." I glared at her. "You're starting to become a nuisance." She giggled and stood behind me. Over the few hours that we were together, I slowly started to like her and now, I knew I had made a new friend. It was such a rare thing to happen in my life because girls never liked me. I was always seen a competition and I never understood why they saw me that way. It was either they called me a slut for forcing myself on Ethan which wasn't in any way true, or they decided I was just a woman who wanted him for his money.
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Lianna: While Ingrid spoke on the phone with Edward, I sat there quietly, trying not to listen to whatever they had to say. Of course, I was sad. Sad that he had left without acknowledging me or even being there for support. Once again, I felt like I was being neglected. Once again, I felt like I didn't matter and hell, it made me want to cry really badly. Well, I wasn't going to. I was going to be strong and I wasn't going to let my past experience with Ethan dictate my emotions. We finally arrived at the hotel. I said my goodbyes to Ingrid and went into the hotel. According to her, Edward was back. I trudged my way in, nervous that something I didn't like was going to happen. Was he going to yell at me for doing something wrong? Was he going to treat me his Ethan treated me, or even worse? I stopped at the door, heaved a few deep breaths before I pushed the door open and walked in. And standing there, in a dimly lit room, was Edward. He held a bunch of roses
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Edward: I remained calm, watching as Ethan paced from one end of the room to the other. I could sense his tension and I knew why. He had been too ashamed to come out yesterday, while Lianna and I addressed the crowd, probably because he didn't want to hear the people talk about both of them. But I couldn't care less. And since he was still Alpha King for the next seven days or less, I considered that and honoured his invitation when he asked me to visit him. "Why?" He stopped abruptly. "Are you doing this to spite me in any way? Because it makes no absolute sense why you would do this to me!" I cocked my head to the side, feigning confusion. "What are you talking about? What did I do to you?" He gave me a stern look, obviously upset that I was pretending not to know what he was talking about. "Are you being real right now?" I shrugged. "If you don't tell me why you're upset, there's no way I am going to know. You know that, right?" "She was here yesterday to ad
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Ethan: And yet again, I was destroying my room because I couldn't stand the fact that my brother had walked in here to insult me. Who did he think he was to speak to me in such a manner? I'd spent the past few years, ruling in his stead and making sure things went well. Did he think it was that easy to rule people like these? They were fucking ingrates who couldn't see that it was hard to rule when all the odds were against you. And to spite me in the face, he was getting married to Lianna? Was this some sort of jinx or something? Because it made no sense no matter how I tried to think about it. "Where's my wife?" I asked as soon as I walked out of my chambers. Since yesterday, I hadn't seen or spoken to her. She was still mad at me for what happened that night, but I couldn't care less. I needed her. The door swung open and she stepped out of her designated chamber, looking better than I'd ever seen. She had a full face of makeup and was dressed like she was atte
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Lianna: Ingrid and I decided to take a tour of the Pack today. This was to help me get used to the stares and the gossip. So far, it was going quite well. Although the talks were there and people kept whispering negative things towards me, Ingrid was there to help. It wasn't exactly a comfortable encounter, but what could I do? Nothing. All I could do was get used to it. "You'll be coming out on your own really soon," she said as we made our way back to the hotel. "You'll have to be going out on your own really soon and honestly, it's going to be the best because you're going to go from hating it to not caring, then to enjoying it." I heaved a dreadful sigh. I really had nothing to say to her right now, but I really hoped she was right. It was almost dusk and people on the roads were becoming scantier. They had all retired back to their homes and I was quite glad as I didn't have to face anyone. Ingrid had a few other errands to attend to so she left just when we
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Lianna: "I am here, Lianna," his voice came, soft and reassuring. "Don't be scared. Nothing is going to happen to you. I am here." I held onto him, breathing heavily and literally sobbing against his arms. He held me tight against him, but I didn't stop shaking until after a while. I finally calmed down, but the fear still remained. It was already midnight and it even scared me more. I stared across the room, at the light switch, where Ethan stood and I looked behind me, where Freya sat, but it was Edward holding onto me. "It felt so real," I began to sob softly. "I thought they were going to kill me. I couldn't move. I couldn't save myself. Oh, it's a dream. Nothing but a dream. But it felt so real. So real to the point where all I wanted to do was fucking run." "Do you want to tell me about it?" He asked, his voice soft and filled with worry. He tipped my chin towards his gaze, his lips parted slightly. Before I could even think, I reached up to him and pressed my
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Lianna: The words carried a weight that went beyond their meaning. Safe. Was that what I felt? With him beside me, the shadows in the corners of the room seemed less menacing. The lingering fear from the nightmare began to ebb, replaced by a quiet warmth that spread through my chest. I shifted closer to him, unable to help myself. “Edward... thank you.” His lips quirked into a faint smile. “You don’t have to thank me. You’ve been through enough.” The silence that followed was comfortable, punctuated only by the sound of our breathing. “What was it about?” he asked softly, breaking the quiet. “The nightmare?” My voice wavered. “I don’t know. It was... I felt trapped. Like I couldn’t move or breathe. And there were people—faces I recognized, but they weren’t themselves. They wanted to hurt me. I tried to scream, but no sound came out.” I wanted to tell him really bayd that those faces belonged to Freya and Ethan. But it would only make things worse, so I kept silent
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