LUKE'S POV

Natalie and I are outside, beside our car. She looks tired and pale, something I'd noticed for the past few days.

"Are you ready to go?" I ask her and she nods. I place my jacket over her shoulders. She gives a small smile and I begin to talk to her about the party. I want to know why she had on such a stern face and a cold tone with Senator Jackson but I realize that she's completely zoned out. She's a bit shaky, and when I realize she's about to fall, I hold her as tight as I can.

"Shit!" I yell and the chauffeur comes...