Luna's POV
My stomach churned uncomfortably as I watched Dominick walk up the stairs with the lady. She was taller than me, probably 5ft8, with defined curves, high cheekbones, and a round face. She was indeed very beautiful; I couldn't compete with that. I cringed internally at that intrusive thought. Why did I just compare myself to her?
"Don't let it bother you so much." I turned to see who had spoken, finding Dominick's friend, Alen, standing there. He knew about my true identity. "Are you alright, Mrs. Phoenix?"
"I... I..." My lips moved, but no words came out. I was stunned by the man before me. Tall, muscular, with black hair and green eyes – undeniably handsome.
"Are you alright?" Alen asked again, his forehead creasing in concern. "You look out of it. Is it because of Selene?"
I blinked, my eyes darting everywhere but his face. Was he suggesting I was jealous? I frowned.
