"Well, don't stop asking for more."
Just as they spun around for the fifth time, Jim finally could not hold it together anymore and snapped, "Hey, if you don't get ready soon, you'll miss the perfect timing!"
Joshua snapped back to reality. He quickly put Luna down and pressed a kiss onto her forehead. "Alright. Time to get ready."
Luna furrowed her brows at this, but before she could say anything, she was swept away backstage by Rachel and Bonnie.
The makeup artist and assistant had been waiting for her, having already prepared the wedding dress beforehand.
When Luna showed up, they quickly plopped her down in a chair and went to work. A few people helped her get changed into her dress, whereas a few others were in charge of styling her hair, and the rest were touching up her makeup.
Luna finally had a taste of what it was like to be a celebrity with a team of stylists at her beck and call.
She let out a bitter chuckle and said, "Well, if I had known this was the treatment I'd be getting, I would've come out a long time ago."
She had made plenty of friends in jail over the last three months. That morning, she had gone to say goodbye to her friends, as well as some of the prison guards she had grown close with during her time there.
At that time, her only thought was that she would never return to someplace like this, which was why she needed to give everyone a proper farewell, as it was likely the last time they would ever see each other.
This was also a means of saying goodbye to her old self, and that was why her release had gotten delayed by so long.
If she had known everyone would be in such a rush, she would not have wasted so much time at all!
"Shut up," the makeup artist said, frowning, as Luna opened her mouth to say something. "Please just let us do our job. If you have anything to say, you can tell us after the ceremony is over."
Luna paused, then closed her mouth.
Bonnie and Rachel grinned mischievously at this sight.
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