Chapter 487. She Was Different

Jamila’s POV

I’m wearing a black off-the-shoulder dress, standing in the visitor’s room with the Lavistas while waiting for my family to arrive. I’m a little nervous, playing with my fingers. I feel a tap on my shoulder, and I turn. To my surprise, it’s Lilibet. “Are you alright?” she asks. There is no hostility in her eyes or tone.

“Yes,”

She hands me a glass of champagne, which I gulp. “Hey, easy,” she chuckles.

“Sorry,” I mutter.

“Don’t apologize,” she says. “Jamila, I’ve wanted to apologize for the way I was acting towards you. It was unfair, and I’m sorry,”

I’m stunned, not expecting that.

“It’s alright. I understand your behavior toward me.” I truly do. They feel that befriending me is betraying their late Luna’s memory. I gathered that she had a special relationship with each of them.

“We should do something together soon,” she says.

“I’d like that,” I smile, and we clink our glasses. My gaze travels to my mate, who