AURORA’S POV

“Argh… good morning,” Kasper said, stretching as he walked into the room, his eyes lingering on me a second too long. His voice was calm, but his expression was telling something different. There was something under the surface, something that seemed like confusion. I couldn't tell.

“What is it?” I asked, ignoring his greeting. I didn't want to play around.

“Really? I just said good morning,” he said, his brow furrowing slightly.

“I heard you. It just ...