DANTE’S POV

“I don’t care. The wedding will hold with or without Aurora's presence,” Elara’s mother snarled with poise in her tone. Her eyes dug into Elara’s gaze, who had only suggested postponing the wedding until Aurora was found.

There had been a fuse in their quarters for over a week now, since it was discovered that Aurora had left without a word or a trace. Despite the brewing tension and so many questions, I kept quiet. I had buried everything within me.

“I always ...