Adriana's Pov
Another night, another event, and another dress. I stared at my simple but elegant red dress that reached up to my mid-thighs and sighed, finally getting tired of all these annual events.
To me, it felt like all of this was staged, and it probably was. Humans would act nice and poised around the vampires, while the vampires would return the "kind" gesture. It was so immature, but I guess it's just their way of keeping "peace," and I've learned to accept it.
"Are you ready?" Vincent called out from behind closed doors, and I muttered something to myself before sighing. "I heard that." He opened the door, and I slipped on my black heels before plopping down back on the bed.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I answered almost instantly, eyeing his black suit that went
