Nefretiri
'Aurora should be Luna,' the curse whispers as I attempt to watch the show. 'She's better suited.'
'Stop!' I fought to stay still, not wanting to show Ivan what the curse does to me. It refused to shut up.
'Everyone loves her. Even your mother-in-law. Didn't you see how Sierra lit up when she walked in? That's the daughter she was hoping to have. Too bad she ended up with you.'
Sharp knives stab my chest, making my breathing shallow. What if it's true?
Today was a win because of Taylor. She'd found me a crying mess and pulled me back from running away. If Ivan had rescued me, it would've proven to everyone I wasn't ready to be Luna.
'But you're not,' the curse said, singing the words with amusement. 'That's why he lied to you. Ivan trusted you with everything until today, but you broke down and he's sure you're not strong enough to handle the investigation.'
