Aurora's P.O.V

Caroline's steps were slow, careful, almost too quiet for the chaos unfolding around us, and I watched with my breath stuck in my throat as she edged closer and closer to Avery. Alice and I exchanged a glance, and in that silent second, we both knew what needed to be done, we needed Maggie's mind to falter, to crack, even if just enough.

"Maggie," I called sharply, my voice slicing through the heavy air. "Don't you see it? Don't you hear the way he talks? ...