Nora
Jace walked into her room and smiled at her, as he held a dress bag in his hand, and she raised an eyebrow at him. “I bought a dress for your Luna Ceremony,” he stated. He even sounded happy about it, she realized, as he unzipped the bag and pulled out a champagne-colored dress with a white lace overlay, in a mermaid-style gown. He held it up for her to see, ran his hand over its bodice and turned it about.
She looked at it; that lace was punctuated with shiny beads, and it had a softly flowing skirt about the bottom of it, and a train at the back. He looked happy with his choice of dress, she noted. She watched how his fingers slid over the sweetheart neckline as he looked at it himself, and then he smiled at her. “It’s beautiful, just like you are Nora.”
It was, she thought absol
