The Cursed Alpha Bride
"She looks utterly miserable, doesn't she?"
Julian blinked, turning his head to find Angelica standing beside him. She looked beautiful in her crimson gown, but her face was twisted into an expression of deep, sisterly sorrow.
"Angelica," Julian said, straightening his posture. "I didn't see you approach."
"I apologize, Julian, but my heart is breaking," Angel whispered, pulling him slightly into the shadow of a stone pillar, away from the prying ears of the crowd. She reached into her sleeve and pulled out a small, crumpled piece of parchment, thrusting it into his hands. "An omega maid dropped this into my lap a few minutes ago. It was meant for you. From Aurora."
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