I take one last breathe as I look at the large wooden doors that are separating Damon and me from the prying eyes of the guests that my father has invited.
As if Damon notices how unsettles I am, which isn't hard to miss. He grabs my hand, entwining his fingers with my own. My heart flutters quickly as I look up at Damon, who is already looking down at me. Something unknown in his eyes. My cheeks burn red as I look away gain.
"Ready?" he asks, squeezing my hand for reinsurance.
I nod my head, not sure if he is actually looking at me. He reaches his hand out and opens the doors. They swing in and there is music playing only loud enough that you can still hear everyone talking over it.
There are more people than I thought inside. It is looking like there isn't much room to move around an
