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~Lisa's POV
The hall was glowing with lights, and the cheers of the crowd filled every corner. I stood a little off to the side with the other maids, my hands folded in front of me. My eyes followed Belinda as the crown was placed gently on her head. She looked stunning, radiant, even. The whole pack bowed their heads, and I felt my throat tighten a little.
"She really looks like a queen," one maid whispered beside me.
Another maid smiled faintly. "She does."
But instead of sharing my joy, the other maids looked at me differently. Their eyes dropped down to the simple gown I wore, the one Damon had given me earlier. It wasn't fancy, but it was new, soft, and it hugged my belly just enough to remind me of the life growing inside.
"Look at her dress," another maid muttered, loud enough for me to hear. "Trying to outshine us as if she belongs with them."
A few of them giggled.
