AURORA’S POV:

“Hey, good morning,” Kasper greeted gently, his voice warm, like the morning sun that penetrated through the curtains. Alia stood by his side, her tiny hand wrapped around his.

I blinked lazily, still weighed down by the aches from earlier nothing had changed. “Good morning,” I mumbled.

The room felt heavy with unspoken thoughts. When Alia saw me awake, she let go of Kasper and ran to me. She had slept in his room the night before.

Kasper had taken care of her ...