Heaven's POV
I walked toward the carriage slowly and, to my greatest surprise, Damon actually reached out his hand and helped me up.
It was such a gentlemanly gesture, so oddly different from the usual wickedness and hardship he shows me, and it was confusing.
I could feel Sofia's jealous look on my back as I sat in the carriage. The carriage began to move away from the pack house toward the ball.
This was the first time I would be attending a ball, and I felt nervous. I don't like being around a lot of people because I've come to realize that I cause trouble wherever I go and I'm beginning to think that maybe I am actually cursed.
I sat across from Damon, keeping my eyes on my folded hands on my laps trying not to draw any sort of attention to myself. If I could actually make myself invisible right now, I would be the happiest person alive.
