Aurora’s P.O.V

My legs dragged on the streets, barely able to hold my weight as I reached my familiar neighborhood.

The cold night air clung to my skin, sending shivers down my spine as I finally reached home. My legs burned from running, my heart still hammering in my chest from the fear that had chased me through the darkened streets.

But this was my sanctuary—my escape from everything outside. My father may not have been the best man, but at least here, within these ...