The Shadow That Stole the Moon

Synopsis

On the eve of our engagement, Curtis Sawyer walked in carrying two haute couture gift boxes and acted coquettishly toward me. "I'd be scared I wouldn't get to see you on our wedding day if I didn't sweeten up your little family member first." The "family member" he referred to was Jessica Cheney, the young girl I had been supporting for seven years.I had doted on her like my younger sister, and she had become my most loyal kin. Normally, if Curtis so much as treated me the tiniest bit poorly, Jessica would get even angrier than I did. "If you dare bully my sister, I'll be the first one to make you regret it!" I often ended up having to calm her down instead, yet my heart felt warm and soft. As he spoke, Curtis picked out the exquisitely wrapped gift box, leaned close, and whispered in my ear, "But of course, the best is reserved for my dearest wife. Go and try it on quickly." I laughed at his unnecessary gesture, but after putting on the dress and stepping out, I found him on the balcony on a phone call. Glancing at the other gift box, curiosity got the better of me. As I unfolded the dress, a handwritten note fluttered to the floor. "When I held you last time, it felt like you were showing a bit. I specifically had the waist of the dress let out by an inch."