Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0204

Chapter 0204

“Well, I want to try something a bit different this time,” I said thoughtfully. “What can you show me in a princess cut?”

The man’s eyes lit up. “Princess gowns? Excellent choice!” He turned to my mother and Diana, gesturing for them to follow him. “Ladies,” he said with a flourish, “if you’ll come with me, I’ll show you the section where we keep our princess–style dresses. I’d love for each of you to pick a few that you think will suit our bride, and we’ll go from there.”

“How fun!” Diana said, clearly delighted.

The next hour passed in a blur of laughter and warm compliments. It was nothing like the first time my mother and I had done this–when Amanda had been snide and pouting the entire time.

Diana, in stark contrast, seemed genuinely enthusiastic. She complimented my figure and my smile as I tried on each dress, and I was surprised to find that it was her pick I ended up liking the most.

The gown was a stunning princess–style dress with a delicate lace train and a sweetheart neckline, which I paired with a long veil. As I turned from the mirror, a thrill of excitement coursed through me–the kind I hadn’t felt the first time.

you think?” I asked, looking

me seriously for a moment before a wide smile broke across her face. “I think it’s perfect,” she said happily. “You really do look

movie star,” Diana added. “I just knew that one would suit you. Not that the others haven’t, but I think this

agree,” my mother said. “I think we’ve found the

we have success on the first day,” the consultant said, looking me over approvingly.

you text Alexander and

she said

mother pulled out her phone to snap a few photos of me in the dress. “You’ll need these to show the tailor,” she explained. “They’ll help him design

she had taken a few pictures, I headed back

I had misunderstood Diana the last time we’d spoken. She seemed so genuinely

overly paranoid that day, reading too much into her concern. Guilt pricked at me, and I thought I might owe her an apology in some way. But considering she had no idea I’d even been upset, bringing it up now would probably seem silly.

good feelings vanished as I made my way back from the dressing room. Coming down the hallway, I couldn’t help but overhear Diana speaking

poorly of my own son–I’m sure

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