Luna’s POV The day of the wedding arrived faster than I expected. Alexander had insisted on keeping it simple, not because he didn’t care, but because he knew I wasn’t ready for anything grand or overwhelming. I appreciated that about him—he was learning to meet me where I was, rather than trying to force me into his world. The ceremony was being held at a small private chapel on the outskirts of the city. The space was intimate, with high arched ceilings and warm golden light streaming through the stained-glass windows. It felt… peaceful, and for once, I wasn’t overwhelmed by nerves. Eva flitted around the room as my bridesmaid, helping me adjust the delicate lace of my simple white dress. “You look so beautiful, Luna,” she said, her voice filled with genuine emotion. I smiled at her

