Luna was upstairs taking her time getting dressed while Elias lounged at the dining table, casually critiquing the breakfast. Despite his usual bad luck with love and poor timing, things had been going well before he showed up. Elias reminded the narrator that he was supposed to babysit, and though reluctant, he accepted. The narrator realized they had forgotten about their plan to visit the wedding venue, which was important to show Luna before making a final decision.
Elias’s mood shifted when asked about his love life. Instead of his usual sarcastic complaints about being single, he became quiet and evasive, hinting that there really was someone in his life. When pressed, he admitted his uncertainty about whether this person would accept him, despite downplaying her attractiveness. The narrator encouraged him, acknowledging that love was never easy, and the two shared a brief moment of camaraderie before Luna came downstairs.
Luna appeared radiant in a white sundress, her damp hair framing her glowing face. The narrator was captivated by her beauty and struggled to control their desire, aware of the intimate marks left on her the night before. Elias teased them about their obvious affection, but the narrator was focused solely on Luna. Together, they drove to the wedding venue, enjoying a quiet, peaceful ride filled with small moments of connection that made the narrator feel hopeful about their future.
The venue was chosen to be intimate, reflecting Luna’s wish for a small gathering of close friends and family. The narrator wanted to give her a perfect experience, a piece of heaven on Earth as she deserved. As they arrived, the narrator’s nerves grew, hoping Luna would love the place. However, Luna’s joyful smile suddenly faded, replaced by surprise and tears. She ran to the narrator, wrapping her arms tightly around them, prompting concern and confusion about what had caused her sudden emotional reaction.
Chapter 403: There’s Someone
Luna was still upstairs, taking her time getting dressed, while Elias lounged at my dining table like he owned the place, casually critiquing the breakfast I had prepared earlier. His luck with love had always been questionable, but his timing was even worse. Things had been going well before he showed up.
“You seriously forgot I was coming over today?” Elias asked, chewing thoughtfully on a piece of bacon.
I smirked, reclining in my chair with a lazy grin. “Yeah. After yesterday, we were like rabbits. I was pretty wiped out.”
He made a disgusted face, grabbed a piece of toast, and lobbed it at me. Without missing a beat, I caught it midair and took a bite, just to annoy him.
“I’m already regretting agreeing to babysit,” he muttered, stabbing at his eggs with a fork.
“You’ll survive,” I shrugged, trying to sound reassuring.
Truth be told, I had completely forgotten that today was the day we planned to check out the wedding venue I’d been scouting. It was my top pick, but I wanted Luna to see it before I made any final decisions.
Glancing over at Elias, I noticed he’d gone unusually quiet. Normally, he’d be whining about the torture of single life, especially after catching us in the middle of a makeout session just minutes ago.
“So, you’re still single?” I asked, expecting the usual exaggerated groan and a sarcastic, “No thanks to you two lovebirds.”
But instead, he said nothing.
He just kept chewing.
Slowly.
Suspiciously.
I frowned, sitting up straighter as I studied him. When he avoided my gaze, I stood and walked over, leaning in to get a closer look at his face.
“So… there really is someone?” I pressed.
He clicked his tongue and looked away. “When’s your wedding again?”
Ah, classic deflection. Pathetic.
“Answer my question first,” I said firmly.
“Answer mine,” he countered.
“Two weeks,” I replied without hesitation.
He let out a long, heavy sigh, the kind that spoke volumes of the stress weighing on him.
“I wonder if she’ll say yes,” he muttered quietly.
Crossing my arms, I smirked. “Well, well. So there really is someone.”
He shot me a sharp look, cheeks flushing just a bit. “Shut up. I don’t even know why I’m like this. She’s not even that pretty.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Uh-huh. Sure.”
He glared. “I’m serious.”
“Elias,” I said, giving his shoulder a light pat, “it’s your turn now.”
“It won’t be easy,” he muttered, stabbing his eggs again.
“It never is.”
He shot me a glare. “Shut up.”
I chuckled and stepped back, leaning against the counter as he ate in a sulky silence.
Then, the sound of footsteps echoed from upstairs.
Before I even realized it, I was already turning around.
Luna descended the stairs wearing a white sundress that fluttered just above her knees with every step. Her hair was still damp from the bath I’d insisted on helping with, loose and soft around her shoulders. She glowed—always did—but today, it was almost blinding.
My breath caught in my throat.
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