Chapter 121 The Stage Of Lies

• Luna's POV
• The velvet box gleamed in Leo’s hand like it already belonged to me. That was his style—hold something up in the light, convince the world it was already decided.
• The room buzzed, cameras popping like fireworks. People craned their necks, murmurs spreading fast. A woman near me gasped so loudly heads turned. I could feel the heat of it, the expectation pressing on my shoulders. My pulse thudded in my throat.