Luke Is Salvatore

Don's POV

I adjusted myself in my seat, crossing my right leg over my left as I scanned the packed hall. Today was Claire's diploma verification award day, and I couldn't miss it for the world. My girl was finally graduating and would soon be able to pursue her career as a luxury event planner.

The auditorium buzzed with excitement, filled with graduates, families, and friends. Claire's university had transformed the space into a celebration hub, with balloons and streamers adorning the walls.

The uniform clapping of persons present in the hall distracted me from the COD game I was playing, making me raise my head. In a bid to show some iota of respect to the gray-haired man who had just finished talking, I joined in the clapping which soon came to a stop.

My eyes darted to where the graduates sat and after moving over the heads and profiles of different men and women, I finally spotted Claire. She sat aglow in her graduation gown and her hair was styled perfectly. Her make-up arti