Aurora’s P.O.V

I stared at the box in Caleb's hands, my voice barely above a whisper as I asked, “Where did you find this? Caleb, I haven’t seen this in ages. I thought it was gone forever.” My fingers tremble slightly as I reached out to touch the worn edges, the intricate carvings still as delicate as I remembered.

Caleb looked at me, his brow furrowed in concern. “It was tucked away in one corner of your closet,” he said softly, his voice steady.

“I found ...