Aurora’s POV

The door to Craig’s room was barely open when I slipped inside, the cool night air brushing against my skin. The moonlight seeped through the window, casting silvery glow that made the shadows in the corners dance like silent witnesses to what was about to unfold. I paused for a moment, feeling the thrill of tonight’s promise—everything was about to change.

Craig was already waiting for me, leaning lazily against the wall, a smirk curling on ...