Aurora was doing everything she could to stall for time.

"I'm not lying," she said quickly, "Didn't Maxwell have a lover who died? He visits her grave all the time and even found someone to stand in for her. You're friends with him, you must know that."

Irene let out a cold laugh.

"You're right," she sneered, "But the fact that he needed a stand-in just proves it—no matter how much you love someone, once they're dead, they stop mattering." ...