Landry Mansion.
Luna sat expressionlessly in front of her dressing table as she allowed the servants to put makeup and jewelry on her.
Most of the jewelry that they were putting on her had been provided by Heather.
As though trying to get back at Luna for her rude remarks, the jewelry that Heather had provided was all tacky and cheap, despite being almost priceless.
In the past, Luna would never even have given these pieces of jewelry a second glance, but at this moment, she allowed the servants to put them on her without even a word of protest.
Luna stared at the image of the thin woman in the mirror.
During this past week, she had not been able to eat or sleep because of Joshua.
Every time she heard a noise outside Tea Cottage, she would get up and sprint to the window to take a look, but none of those times were Joshua.
None of them.
Slowly, the hope in Luna's heart dissipated and was replaced by disappointment.
She spent the last seven days drawing various pictures of Joshua on her easel, from the way he looked when she had just gotten to know him to the man in the red shirt waiting underneath her window.
All of these were memories that flitted around in her mind. She recalled all the moments when Joshua had treated her well, and...drew all the images of his handsome, cold face.
Then, she plastered these drawings all over her room.
Luna kept telling herself that Joshua would find her and that Joshua loved her.
He would never abandon her just because she had become a Landry.
He would never have humiliated Christopher and her using a bunch of dried grass.
However, seven days passed.
Seven twenty-four hours.
Luna waited for every minute of these seven days, but Joshua had not come to find her at all.
Bonnie had told her that even if Joshua had been caught in an accident, he would still be able to make it within seven days.
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