EverLeighs POV
Damon had been right, the plane ride felt longer than it was. Given it was a twelve-hour flight, it felt like forever. After I had finished my coke, I crawled into bed and passed out for hours. I kept having weird dreams. It must have been because I was sleeping on a jet and everything felt weird.
“Love, we are going to land soon,” Damon whispers in my ear.
“No,” I grumbled.
“Love we have to get to the castle,” he laughs.
“Ugh fine,” I groaned, getting up and looking at myself in the mirror. “I look horrible,” I almost yelled. “Where’s my suitcase?” I asked.
“You look fine,” he smiles, grabbing my suitcase and setting it on the bed.
I opened my suit case and grabbed a new skirt and shirt. I looked over at Damon thinking, biting the inside of my cheek, I decided
