Rachel’s POV
Sharon pulled on the laces of my dress as tightly as she could while Ashely fastened a silver necklace around my neck. I looked at myself in the mirror.
The black gown hugged my body perfectly. It was sleeveless with a low neckline that made me feel both beautiful and exposed. My hair was in soft waves, and my lips were painted red.
Ashley, standing on her tiptoes, clapped her tiny hands. “You look so pretty, mummy, like a princess.”
Sharon smiled. “You look like a real Luna.”
I forced a smile, trying to hide the tension building in my chest. My mind was still on Allen.
It has been two days now and I still couldn’t believe that Allen was the beast, how could he be the beast? The same creature that had chased me through the mansion and nearly killed me in the woods.
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