Chapter 97. The Wedding

Luna Asterbelle's POV

About six months passed. Nothing special happened during those six months. We all just kept on working our asses off to earn money like everyone else does.

All of what recently occurred to me in this world that seemed so unreal finally made sense to me, even though I never imagined and hoped that there would come a time when I would get married to the first and last man I love and would love for eternity, Jerome Dawson.

Denrick was the one who planned for all of this. From the set-up, the wedding organizers, the theme, the dress codes, the invitations—everything. He knew that I would arrive this year, as if he had a condition with the moon goddess from Grimstone that he would claim me back no matter what.

On the other hand, Charlotte only stood in the same spot as she watched me get dolled up by the hair and make-up artists. Even if I couldn’t see her face-to-face right now, I could still hear her sobbing. Those were tears of joy.