MiaSomething was wrong. Or… not wrong. Just… different.I stood in the middle of Daisy’s chambers, turning slowly as the maids fussed around me, hands adjusting, smoothing, pinning, stepping back only to return again with something else. Silk brushed against my skin in soft whispers, light and cool, like moonlight woven into fabric.“Daisy,” I said for what had to be the tenth time, narrowing my eyes at her reflection in the mirror. “What is going on?”She smiled. That was the problem. She had been smiling like that all morning, too bright, too knowing, too secretive.“Nothing,” she said lightly, adjusting a delicate clasp at my shoulder. “Can’t a girl want her best friend to look breathtaking for once?”“For once?” I turned fully now, crossing my arms. “You’re lying.”A soft laugh escaped her, one hand instinctively resting over her swollen belly. She looked radiant, marriage and motherhood had softened her features, but there was strength in her too now, something grounded and warm
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