Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 222: Other Plans

Andros's POV

The crowd inside the grand hall gradually dispersed after the ceremony ended. The bustling energy of the ceremony now echoed with the receding footsteps of the departing guests.

Amidst the slowly emptying space, only we stayed behind. As the hosts of the event, of course, we had to be the last to leave the place.

I glanced at my father, who had a joyous smile on his face as he talked to his estranged daughter, Astrid.

I clenched my jaw, and my eyes turned cold when my eyes landed on Astrid's crimson-red gown.

I had been bracing myself all morning, anticipating the inevitable complaint about Astrid's dress. I thought my father would have been informed about it already.

But as the hours ticked by, the expected summons never came, leaving me puzzled and unsettled.

I was confident that Asha did something to Astrid's dress to stop this ceremony. My sister is like an open book, very easy to read.

I swear you could read her thoughts just by looking at her face. Seeing how lively she looked this morning, I know she did something to Astrid's dress, just like how I had secretly instigated her to do so.

Seeing that Astrid is wearing a crimson red dress instead of the white one, it seems Asha really destroyed her white dress, making it unwearable.

However, she was still unable to stop the ceremony from happening, just as we both wanted.

Asha and I were only left speechless when Astrid walked in with her crimson-red gown that looked better than the white one that was destroyed.

only made her look more captivating, leaving a good impression on our

we didn't receive any reports about the dress. I underestimated that sewing

he actually went directly to Astrid to ask for her

you going?" I spoke up when I saw

loud voice. They watched as Asha walked out of

stammered as I looked at him with concerned eyes, playing the

haven't fully left the place yet, and she also just left without permission from our father. "Just let her

is in a good mood, and her actions don't stir

that she was here to attend the ceremony is already enough. She doesn't have to stay here longer than she wanted," my

muttered with brows furrowed in guilt as

smile. "It's alright," she replied in a

seems that every time I apologize for my sister's behavior, she feels more like she owes

is exactly what I

to your dress? Your dress was supposed to be white, isn't it?" I questioned her

seem more believable. "How could that be? Are we sure that it's Asha? I don't think she would go this

father's answer. This is why I chose to do nothing and let her do things for me. In that way, things won't be traced back to me if things had gone wrong. "Asha could

will happen if she continues

duty. Things would have been a mess if

me with a glint in her eyes. "That's right, we

words. "Everything went well. The sewing department was able to provide me a wonderful dress. In what way

neglectful in their

Astrid

questioned, defending these people.