GINA
I felt the colour run up my neck then to my face as people stared at us as they approached the castle, ducking quickly in a mid bow as they sighted Damon beside me. I was worried that I was beginning to portray the wrong image of myself in the castle. How we appeared didn't make it any better. I was wearing his shirt and people who stared at us as we walked by, could put two and two together. Judging from how his shirt swallowed me and reached my knees and from his bare torso.
I shouldn't care, but at the same time, I didn't want people to make the wrong assumptions about me. That I want to find my way into the prince's bed and play pretend princess. Roberto's taunt came strongly to mind. My heart dropped when I spotted Atticus hovering around the hall way. His impassive expressio
