#Chapter 168: By Candlelight

Aria I sat on the edge of my bed, my fingers fidgeting with the soft material of my nightgown as Wendy bustled around the room, gathering various items from the dresser. My shoulder still ached, the wound healing but tender beneath the fresh bandages Dr. Edward had applied earlier. The pain was manageable now, but my discomfort had little to do with my wound. “Hold still,” Bella instructed, her fingers working deftly through my hair. She sectioned off another piece, adding it to the intricate braid she was weaving down the center of my back. “You’re worse than you were at sixteen.” I tried to steady myself, taking a deep breath. “Sorry.” “Nervous?” Wendy asked, placing a wooden box on the bed beside me. She grinned as she opened it, revealing an assortment of silver and moonstone jewelry. “Terrified,” I admitted. “I can’t believe this is happening. Now, of all times.” Bella’s fingers paused briefly in my hair. “If any two people deserve happiness in