Aurora’s P.O.V

My stomach clenched at the sudden implication of the bracelet, and a couldn’t help this unsettling feeling blooming in my chest.

Maggie and Jade? Together?

How? When? What the hell was going on?

My voice wavered before I could even stop myself. “Maggie,” I said more carefully now, eyes locked on her wrist, “that bracelet… it looks just like Jade’s.” I didn’t mean to sound accusing, but maybe I did. Maybe the question was loaded, and ...