My hair was styled in an elegant updo, with a few strands falling down to frame my face. Damon had picked it out for me himself. He said I looked like a goddess.
He was dressed in a black tuxedo, his hair slicked back msking him look even more dangerous and handsome than usual.
"You look beautiful," he said, his eyes roamed my body appreciatively.
"You don't look so bad yourself," I said, a small smile playing on my lips.
He reached over, taking my hand in his. "Are you ready for this?" he asked, his expression serious.
I took a deep breath. "As ready as I'll ever be."
"Good," he said, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. "Just remember to stick to the plan. You're my devoted, slightly oblivious Luna. You know nothing."
I nodded.
The rest of the ridr was silent. I could feel the tensio
