Luna Lucky

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She kept crying, her tears an ever-present reminder of how out of place I felt in this moment. Meanwhile, the other two princesses—the so-called “wives”—took turns trying to bully me, their sharp words cutting deeper than they probably realized. Or maybe they did realize it. Either way, I hated this entire situation. But what I hated even more was Wendy, my future mother-in-law, sitting there, seemingly more concerned with Solara’s tears than the fact that her other daughters-in-law were tearing me apart with their insults.

This whole thing was spiraling out of control. I was beginning to think that no matter what I said, no matter how hard I tried, I would never earn their respect. I wasn’t what they wanted for Will, and that was enough for them to see me as beneath them.

It stung more