TWELVE

I stir in my sleep when I open my eyes from a good nap.

I slowly rose and brushed my hair back. Yesterday was awkward. During dinner, Effie and Thea made me sit next to Donovan. I don't know why or what they are planning, but everything in my body trembles. The worst part of it was my heart hitting hard against my chest.

I would peek at him occasionally, watching his every movement. Another thing was his alluring smell coming off him. I couldn't help but make it seem like I was drugged and relaxed.

When he spoke in his deep husky, sexy voice, asking me to pass him the chicken wings, I jumped off my seat and had everyone look at me oddly. My whole body froze and burned up at the same time. I skipped dinner, ran to the room, got under the covers, and wished I were dead.

It's been the worst for me every night since we got here. It was only the fifth day, and every day was like this. My cousins are children of a demon because they always tease me with Don. They know I have special feeling