Chapter 49 Death's Bride (2)

• "Smile a little, Madame, you see as you walk to your funeral," Lina said, completely frustrated with Maya, who refused to smile after her makeup was done, staring straight at the mirror and ignoring the beauty that she reflected.
• All she could see was him, inhaling him wherever she went, his aura enveloping her like nature's air.
• It had been three days since she was dragged back to the manor—three days of preparations and constant questions, most of which she didn't answer, leaving the planners perplexed as to how to carry out Don's order of "Whatever Donna says."