Anya's pov
I took one last look in the mirror, feeling satisfied with my all-natural beauty and my tamed straight hair that I hadn't combed or brushed in a while.
I was glad that I wasn't like other girls who needed makeup and hours spent doing their hair to look good.
The body con dress I wore hugged my hourglass figure flattering it beautifully and I also didn't need hours working out to maintain this shape.
I was perfect in every way and the only perfect woman for my dear Eros.
Perfect to be by his side and perfect to be Queen Luna.
I reached out on the table, grabbed the perfume, and dabbed it lightly on certain spots on my skin and after one more look in the mirror and a 360 I left the room making my way towards Eros's so I could finally tell him how I felt.
I know he doesn't
