(Mila)
I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection exactly what I pictured my wedding day would look like. Laura informed me that the Luna traditionally wears white and that I wasn't allowed to see Rowan until I walked out onto the stage. He was very against that tradition, not wanting to be away from me for even a second. His mom somehow convinced him and promised to keep Ian in the room with us no matter what. I'm pretty sure Rowan has been checking in with him every ten minutes and asking for a detailed briefing of what we were doing.
I looked at Ian sympathetically and wished this was all different. I wished Rowan didn't have to worry and that the ceremony didn't have to be rushed..but I understood why. It was the only way to keep not only me safe, but Rowan too..that was the real
