Aurora's POV
Growing up I never believed in fairytales like Cinderella, because I knew how cruel the world was, and there was no prince charming coming to save me, but dancing with Damien under the chandelier light, in our own world engulfed in his scent, I couldn't help but think I had become a princess overnight.
I loved the feeling so much, and I didn't want it to end, I thought as I gazed into Damien's green eyes as we danced, but the dance was interrupted when a waitress bumped into me, spilling wine on my dress.
“Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry, ma'am! I'm so sorry!” she pleaded, and I didn't want to make a fuss, so I excused myself as I walked to the restroom, and after I got my dress cleaned I walked out only to find the waitress waiting outside for me.
“I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn'
