#Chapter 356: Family Tree

Abby “May I have this dance?” Damon’s striking green eyes flash handsomely at me from behind his long lashes. I hate to admit it, but he does look good tonight in his elegant tuxedo, with his long hair swept back into a neat bun. A few wispy pieces of hair frame his square jaw. Maybe, if circumstances were different, I would have been attracted to him in this moment. But I’m not. Not really. Still, though, I offer him a polite smile and place my hand in his. “You may.” Damon smiles and leads me over to the dance floor, which is already swimming with other smiling guests. Much to my surprise, no one bats an eye as we begin dancing together. “You look perturbed,” Damon says as we begin to move together. “Is everything alright?” I nod, even though it’s not true. With Damon’s warm hand on my waist, it’s just a staunch reminder of the truth: I miss Karl dearly. But he’s not here. “I’m just a bit surprised that no one seems to notice you,” I admit with a slight lau