Celine’s POV
The dress Rafe picked out for me was beautiful.
It was deep red and floor length. There was a slit on the right side of it. It was unlike anything I would ever wear, but I absolutely loved it. I felt a little strange after I put it on, but I was probably exhausted from all that happened today.
I still couldn't believe that Mira had betrayed us. I couldn't help how guilty I felt on top of that. Maybe if I had talked to her before anything happened with Enzo things would be different. But how was I supposed to tell my friend that her boyfriend didn’t love her?
I couldn’t.
I stared at my reflection and was both pleased and yet put off with it. This was what a Luna usually looked like. Powerful, sexy, illuminating. It felt right and yet so wrong.
Maybe because I had a date
