The sound of the waves smashing against the rocks soothed Aurora; it was unlike her little room at the basement of the Russo mansion, which was often cold. The feeling she had in her beach house room was peaceful and warm.

Her bed was extremely comfortable and there were no springs pinching through her mattress. She had always ran her fingers onto Avena's mattress just to feel the soft cotton gracing her hand but now as she slept, Aurora could not help but to smile in her ...