The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 167

Chapter 167

“What are you doing?” I asked as he walked back to me.

Still without answering, he reached up and gently tucked the rose behind my ear, his fingers brushing against my cheek. “Dance

with me.”

I stared at him in shock. “What?”

“There’s music inside. We can hear it perfectly well out here.” He eld out his hand. “Dance with me, Ella.”

I looked down at his outstretched hand, then back up at his face. This felt like a trap somehow. Another performance, perhaps for cameras hidden in the bushes.

But if there were no cameras… It didn’t make a damn lick of sense. Alexander wasn’t romantic with me when he didn’t have to

be.

“Why?”

stepped closer. “And we haven’t had a chance

something stupid and fluttery at his words, even though I knew better. This was just Alexander being charming, probably trying to

softly, placing my hand in

waist while the other held mine. The music from inside the ballroom drifted out through the

through the steps with easy confidence. The rose in my hair released its sweet scent every time

sought me out because he missed me, not because he felt guilty about something he’d said. That the tender way he was looking at me meant something

consider making our marriage real instead of just legal. About whether

didn’t want to ruin this moment, this brief glimpse into the fantasy I’d created earlier for those women at the party. The story where Alexander was a devoted

my ear.

I wanted to live in that fairy tale for just few more minutes. Even if it

my eyes and let my head rest against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear, His arms tightened around me, holding me closer, and for a moment I could almost believe that this meant

longer really dancing but just holding each

Quiet moments, tender touches that meant everything and nothing all at once. The feeling of being safe in the arms of someone who