C15 The Breaking Point

Damien’s POV

Seraphina’s hand curled around my arm so tight I thought she’d never let go. She dragged me through the back halls of the gala. She was laughing wildly, the sound oddly familiar. I shouldn’t have let her pull me away from the gala. I knew I shouldn’t have. But old habits die harder than most people realize. And knowing Seraphina, there was no use saying no to her