Eden’s pov:
As Luna Emily presented me with the bag, the excitement bubbling inside of me almost made me drop it. My hands trembled, my heart thudded violently in my chest, and it was all I could do to keep myself from squealing.
“You can open it, you know, sweetheart,” she said softly, an indulgent smile on her face.
I soon obliged her, my hands fumbling a little, but she was patient through it all. I fought back tears at the beautiful robes that awaited me.
Yes, the dress could have never been recovered or sewn back together into a proper dress. I was glad it was made into this beautiful robe though.
“It’s beautiful,” I let out in a strangled voice.
“She did an amazing job,” she nodded, her eyes sparkling. “I can already see you in it, as you and Hunter finally go about you
