LOGINElla’s POV The moment Anya and I stepped onto the stage, the whispers began. Everyone was staring at us, wondering why we had switched dresses—especially because they all thought I was supposed to be named Alexander’s Luna tonight. If that were the case, why would I choose to wear a stained dress?
“Just… be careful,” I finally whispered. “Please be careful.” “I will.” We finished the dance in silence after that. When the song ended, Liam squeezed my hand once before disappearing back into the crowd. I watched him go, wondering if that would be the last time I saw him upright and functioni
Ella’s POV They would never know how my heart ached as I heard those whispers. Once, I was Alexander’s Luna. But I could never be that again—beautiful dress or not. Not unless I found a cure for this curse, which I was losing hope over day by day. Still, I kept my smile fixed on my face and ma
“Whoever did this is an absolute cow,” one of them said. “To attack another woman like this—despicable!” Another servant thrust a beautiful yellow dress into Anya’s hands. “Here. I wore this to my sister’s wedding years ago and it’s just been taking up space in my closet. Use whatever you need fro
Ella’s POV I rubbed my eyes and yawned as I closed yet another useless book on ancient bloodline afflictions. Nothing. I’d found absolutely nothing of use, just like every other night this week. Liam was running out of time, and I was no closer to finding a cure than I’d been when I started this
More importantly, she knew that Stella’s dress for the ceremony would probably be hanging in her closet right now, already pressed and ready to go. All Sophia had to do was destroy it. She dressed in dark clothes—black leggings, a black hoodie, dark sneakers that wouldn’t squeak on the freshly w







