Switched Bride True Luna novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Emily

The night started with a dress.

It was a beautiful, pale–blue thing that hugged my waist and floated around my knees.

I wasn’t used to soft fabrics or silver zippers. I was used to sensible shoes, high ponytails, and reliable, muted colors. But when saw myself in the mirror, I didn’t see the assistant or the pawn.

1 saw a woman who could stand next to an Alpha.

The chain around my neck shimmered when I turned my head. Each small diamond caught the light and glistened a prism of

colors.

When Logan knocked, I opened the door slowly. His eyes swept over ine once, twice, and for a moment, something in his expression faltered. His pupils dilated, a slow warmth blooming this gaze

“You look. He paused, visibly searching for the word. “Amazing

1 flushed. “You clean up alright yourself.”

He offered his arm, and I took it, surprised by the gentleness in the gesture. His hand didn’t feel like possession. It felt Ike support.

The drive to the Moonview Theater was calm. We spoke about little things. I was too nervous to bring up conversation other than small talk

I couldn’t exactly explain the butterflies either. There was something new here, but it wasn’t that it was technically our first date.

There was something new between us.

e were coming to understand each other. Logan was not only my Alpha, but he h

confidante.

I become a friend, maybe even my

Logan did most of the talking. I liked the sound of his voice when he spoke about the territory. He was so proud of Titanfang

We parked across the street from the theater, and Logan got out to open my door. My heels clicked softly on the pavement as 1 stepped out, hand in his.

That’s when I saw the first camera.

It was across the street as a subtle but unmistakable flash. Then another, closer.

My stomach twisted.

All the warm, fuzzy feelings I had melted away. I should have assumed this was a publicity stunt

Everything that Logan did was calculated. This was no different..

I tightened my grip on Logan’s hand as we approached the glowing marquee. The Moonview Theater was buzzing with energy Other couples were in formalwear, and the soft music drifting out the front doors was followed by murmured laughter and warm lights.

None of it felt quite real.

Because this wasn’t a night out.

It was a performance.

The cameras weren’t accidents. The flashes weren’t coincidences They were here for us.

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Logan didn’t seem surprised.

My chest clenched. Heat crawled up my neck, twisting with it

I knew how to play my part

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with the bile edge of betrayal. He’d said he wanted to be seen with

What I didn’t consider was that I didn’t want to. Ever since my mom passed, it felt like all of my life, I’d played the part they expected of me. Some small piece of me had thought Logan appreciated me as the person that I was

Apparently, I hoped for too much.

I smiled, soft and lovely, as the host welcomed us to the theater, 1 laughed at Logan’s low joke when we sat down, even though my heart wasn’t in it. I tucked a piece of hair behind my car and leaned close enough to make it look natural and intimate

Inside, I was hollow.

He didn’t even notice.

The show was beautiful. I didn’t notice. I could barely focus. Every time someone snapped a photo or whispered nearby, my skin prickled…

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