#Chapter 13 - Visiting The Former Luna

Celia’s POV The invitation feels so heavy in my hands. A picture of Bianca and Soren, who hold each other with smiles, burns into my eyes. The tips of my fingers graze over Soren’s name; the words are indented into the card stock and is filled with black ink, making the words pop. My eyes focus on Bianca’s toothy smile and the way she rests her hand on his chest. Soren’s smile, on the other hand, is a thin line, the corner of his lips perked up ever so slightly. Just by looking at the picture, I can tell that he was in immense pain when they took it. There’s a slight strain in his eyes as well as a slight grimace to his smile. It pains me to look at the photo. I sigh and place the invitation back into my hospital locker. I close the metal door and look down at my feet, my body feeling heavier than before. Seeing them together and being so happy with one another saddens me. It is a reminder of what I will never have with Soren. I will never be his Luna bride nor will