AURORA’S POV:

Each day passed with its own theme. Some were peaceful, others filled with taunt. Today felt... mixed. I couldn’t place the feelings, Kasper had gone grocery shopping, leaving me alone in the house. I had chosen to stay back.

But the silence was suffocating.

Something felt odd.

The old patio chair creaked softly as I stood up, my hands bracing my heavy bump. It felt unusually heavy, as if it might pull me down or just fall off. I moved carefully into the house. ...