142. Athena
Swallowing hard at the necklace Raven was wearing that resembled her earrings and the gown, my fingers instinctively curled around the necklace on my neck, my heartbeat thudding against my ribs. It was a delicate piece, worn over the years, yet still shining with an unbreakable luster. It was as if it was made from a material that defied even time itself. It was the only thing I had of my mother.
The silver pendant matched the earrings resting against my skin, their resemblance undeniable, as if fate itself had ensured they stayed together. A tear dropped down my face and I quickly wiped it lest the others see it and start worrying. I missed my mom and I wished that she was here to see me walk down the aisle and become Luna.
I walked slowly to the dressing chair, my thought
