Chapter Fourteen

“It’s so refreshing to see you for two whole days in a row, don’t you think?” Katarina laughed as she carelessly flung her arms around Damien’s neck in a loud display. “It feels just like old times, this rare sight.”

“Alright, Katarina,” Damien said, pulling away from the hug and taking her hands off. “I’m sure you’ve met my fiancée, Lauren.”

“Ah, yes!” Katrina exclaimed. “The one who’s old enough to drink, or so she claims. The entire family is just dying to meet you.”

“Why are you here?” Damien asked as she walked with us down the long hallway. As if he could sense the tension I felt, he took my hand and made small, soothing circles on the back of my hand to silently assure me that it would be okay. “Last I checked, I was told that it would be a family-only gathering.”

“I’m almost like family to you, Damien. It’s quite insulting that you don’t see me that way. Your sister invited me, anyway,” she replied in her defence.

At the sound of that,