Lahat ng Kabanata ng Luna's Second Chance; Love, Lust, Hate, and Revenge : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 18

Aurora’s POV;As I stared at the massive hall in front of me, the heavy oak doors groaned open behind me, and Catarina cat walked in with a maid trailing behind her. Catarina’s crimson-colored eyes held the same sharp intensity as always and it sent shivers down my spine. What type of eyes are those? The maid who trailed behind Catarina had an expression that mirrored the disdain of her mistress. The maid’s eyes flickered over me with unspoken judgment before she dropped the bucket and rag in her hands, in front of me with a thud that resonated through the empty space.“Two hours, ”Catarina suddenly declared, with her tone devoid of warmth as always. “The entire hall must be cleaned. In two hours. No shortcuts. And don’t test my patience because you would be forced to meet a side of me you should be thanking the Goddess you haven’t met. ”She added, and I gulped.With a dismissive scowl, she turned on her heels and left. Her footsteps echo and highlight my new reality. The grand hall

Aurora’s Point Of View:The afternoon sun cast gentle dapples over the clear lake as Eliza and I sat on the bench under a beautiful oak tree. The cool shade was a shelter from the oppressive heat. The lake shimmered with a tranquil beauty that made the world and my mind feel at ease. Eliza and I were silent, but that silence was comfortable, and I appreciated it. We didn’t need to talk. I just needed her to be here, and so she stayed. Like she always does. I tossed bits of bread into the lake, watching with a quiet pleasure as the fish darted forward, their scales dazzling in the sunlight as they competed for the crumbs. There was something soothing about this simple act. A connection with nature that eased the constant turmoil felt in my soul.I was lost in the slowly fading ripples of the water when a voice suddenly shattered the silence I was enjoying.“Sult! ” The voice was sharp, like a blade cutting through the silence and immediately, I knew its owner. Who wouldn’t? I turned

Third Person’s Narrative;The sound of Laura and her maid giggling in the ballroom was one warm sound to the heart and ears. The opulence of the room, with its crystal chandeliers, and beautiful tapestries seemed to enhance the cheerfulness of their rehearsal. Laura’s laughter, light and melodic, wove seamlessly with the delicate strains of the violin, creating an atmosphere of blissful fun. She twirled gracefully with her dress billowing around her like a cloud of dreams. Her maid, Lydia, mirrored her movements, their steps becoming a harmonious dance of practice and joy.“Lady Laura, you look as though you’ve stepped out of a fairy tale,” Lydia said, her voice warm with genuine admiration.Laura’s eyes sparkled as she swirled to face her maid. “Oh, Lydia, I feel as though I’m dreaming. I just can’t wait for the wedding. The waltz will be perfect, won’t it? Dante and I will look so lovely together. ”She spoke, and Lydia beamed. “Absolutely. And we’ll make sure every step is as f

Aurora’s POV;Eliza and I were busy sieving the flour to be used for tonight’s dinner when she suddenly called me through a mind link. I looked up at her in confusion, and he informed me that Laura was heading right for us. I looked up and in the grand kitchen, there she was. Heading straight to us. My mind wandered as I admired how beautiful and graceful she was. She would make a perfect Luna. Kind, gorgeous, caring, beautiful, and graceful.“Privacy! “She yelled when she was in front of Eliza and me and just as everyone began to leave, I noticed something about her. Laura’s aura wasn’t cute or sweet like I'd grown to know it to be. As Eliza made to leave, I grabbed her wrist to stop her. Laura isn’t here for friendly pleasantries, and whatever she’s here for, I want Eliza here with me while I face it.She looked at my grip on Eliza’s hand, looked up at me, and then scoffed. “I asked for privacy. “She said, and I smiled.“I heard. But she stays. Unless you mean you want to stay here