#Chapter 177: Mistaken

Ella’s POV They would never know how my heart ached as I heard those whispers. Once, I was Alexander’s Luna. But I could never be that again—beautiful dress or not. Not unless I found a cure for this curse, which I was losing hope over day by day. Still, I kept my smile fixed on my face and made my way through the crowd toward where the other contestants were gathered near the front of the room. The ballroom was decorated beautifully—white roses were clustered everywhere, golden lights were strung across the ceiling, and there was even a champagne fountain. It was exactly the kind of event I used to plan as Luna, back when that was my job. Back when I had a place here. Now I was just the nanny in a beautiful dress, waiting to watch my husband marry another woman. I was just making my way toward Anya when I heard abrasive laughter coming from across the room. Pausing, I scanned the crowd and found Sophia almost immediately. She was standing near the