Damon’s POV
I walked into EverLeighs room to see if she was packed and ready to head to the jet. When I walked in, I saw her standing in her closet with an empty suitcase on the bed.
“Ev, we have to be on the jet in an hour,” I told her. She turned frowning at me, like she was upset. I ruined whatever it was that I walked in on her doing.
“What does one wear in Prague during the summer?” she asks. I looked at her, raising a brow. Was she serious?
“I wouldn’t know,” I laughed.
“How would you not know? You’ve lived there your whole life,” she just about yells.
“In a castle,” I reminded her. She frowned, thinking for a few minutes and then went back to whatever she was doing.
“Ugh,” she groans and starts grabbing skirts and shirts, throwing them into the suit case.
Once she was
