#Chapter41 The Luna Ceremony

Violet Before I knew it, the day of the Luna ceremony had arrived, and the entire Midnight Park hotel was alive with energy. Guests from across the nation, and even a few international figures, poured into the grand venue. It was an opulent spectacle—lavish floral arrangements in deep Midnight blues, Darkmoon’s vibrant violet, and silvers adorned every corner, the air rich with the hum of chatter and the clink of champagne glasses. From the bridal suite on the top floor, I stood at the window, looking down at the bustling entrance below. The gleaming cars, the elegant guests stepping out, the flashes of cameras—it was everything Theodore wanted, but I couldn’t shake the unease that clawed at me. My fingers toyed with the edge of the silk robe I wore as I watched the scene unfold below. The last time I’d been in this hotel haunted me. I tried to push away the memory. I’d already wasted too much energy on that pain. Today was meant to be a celebration of my victory and fulfillin