Ariana's POV
Damien asked Michael to take me to my room. I was unhappy. I was not sure what was going to happen to me with Damien's family coming in one after the other. I am only a carrier bag for his child. I stared at Damien over Michael's shoulders and met his gaze. His expression was unreadable. I lowered my gaze as Michael continued to climb the staircase. He carried me down the hall towards my room.
"Please, put me down," I said, staring at the floor, as soon as we were alone. "It's a short distance from here to my room. I can walk," I added, and shifted my gaze, staring ahead.
"Hmm," I heard Michael say, and he put my feet down.
I put my hand on the wall and held Michael's shoulders briefly to balance myself. I was still feeling weak and drowsy. I lifted my head, stared ahead o
