Aurora’s P.O.V

Hesitantly, I unlocked the door to my room and opened the door wide…and kept it like that.

I didn’t get it…Ashton was my half-brother, my savior…then why did I feel uncomfortable letting him into my room?

Ashton walked past me, a little bounce in his step, like he was relieved, like the air in his lungs had just turned sweeter. I followed behind, slower, and the second my foot crossed the threshold, that uneasiness returned—heavier now, pressing ...