Chapter 62

• LYDIA
• The moon rises high in the sky, casting its soft glow over the garden. Flowers of every color decorate the space, their sweet scent filling the night air. The surface of the nearby lake is calm, reflecting the moon and stars so perfectly that it feels like another world exists beneath the water.
• “You look beautiful,” I tell Clara as she turns around to show us her wedding dress. Her cheeks turn pink, and she smiles like a child seeing her favorite dream come true.