บททั้งหมดของ THE LUNA BRIDE FROM TOMORROW: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

A few days after, I then decided to come back into the Alforque manor. This time though, I actually asked Taylor to help me get there once again. She was really hesitant at first that she even tried to convinced earlier not to go.Taylor had already seen me back before coming from the Alforques with Klen. Perhaps Klen may have told about what happened to Taylor. I am uncertain how but it was really possible that Klen may have really told Taylor aboutn it.After what felt like an eternity of moment trying to convince her that my intention of coming back to the manor was just so I could talk to Henry again, eventually Taylor then gave in. It’s not that she doubted me but I can feel that Taylor was merely concern of me.The sincerity of her concern is very genuine that she doesn’t even sound like a villain to me, it was more likely close to how a mother tries to advise her daughter instead. And that was how I am being treated by Taylor.After the two of us arrived at the Alforque manor,

When I finally arrive, everyone stops from moving to see me walk myself from the staircase down the garden. And as I am crossing the arch that is adorned with white stargazers, I can’t help but feel a little awkward while getting all of their eyes on me.If this goes any further, I might seriously faint any moment now. Thankfully, Matteo’s friend, Senry, immediately came to my aid like he always does. Above all Matteo’s relatives, Senry is the kindest to me. After Matteo–being the only child left–became all alone, Senry turns out like a real brother to Matteo and also to me. And then, Senry extends his hand and escorts me to the front stage where both Matteo and the rest of the guests are waiting.“Were you all waiting too long? I’m so sorry.” I immediately told Senry.And he just chuckles, “No need to worry. We weren’t even waiting for that long to be honest.”

Matteo and I have been dating for about 4 years and a half, and I have always dreamt of this day to come. I remember being an ordinary cook’s daughter back then and eventually became his friend and then lover.An overwhelming rain of delight showers down at me while recollecting how he first confessed that he wanted me to be his bride. In fact, he is going so far as to order his men to bring me the Sapphire blue gown that I will be donning for tonight.The sight of it dangling from the body mannequin that is located next to my vanity drawer just leaves me completely speechless. The sequences and swarovski beads that were incorporated into the design of my gown are beautiful.

I suddenly have this eerie feeling of being frozen at the moment out of shock. This accusation they have been pointing at me is not even true. I can not steal anything from Matteo.And as the conversation still proceeds, I can already feel my hands shaking and my knees trembling. It isn’t because I am guilty, but rather, I feel like part of me is slowly becoming smaller with humiliation.With such an accusation as that, I know I am already bringing shame for Matteo and his pack. Just when I believe things will be different now that I am going to be engaged with Matteo, apparently, it looks to me like I'll be the center of a joke once more after this.Much worse is that I’ll also drag Matteo into this even though it isn’t even true. “What nonsense are you talking about?! I will have your head fed with the dogs for telling that against my mate!” Matteo eventually utters out of anger. “How can you be so sure?”

The maid assists me with putting on the gown as well as styling my hair. She gives my wavy black hair an exquisite look by tying it up in a bun and leaving a few strands out to frame my face. The end result is stunning. It is the ideal look to go with the royal blue gown, which exposes the upper part of my back as well as my clavicle. In addition to that, she assists me with my makeup, and while she does use some bold colors, she never lets them overpower my more natural features.Whether or not I am wearing makeup, I never fail to receive compliments telling me that I exude an air of refined sophistication. But for tonight, however, I don’t wish to look too simple for everyone, especially Jason. As the maid finishes her masterpiece with my red lipstick, she can't help but leave an overjoyed expression on her face and say, “There you go, miss Odessa, you look absolutely stunning. Surely, Master Matteo will be enamored to see you tonight.”“You really think so?” I ask her once more.