Manuel's POV

Ryan insisted on coming along with me so he could see Aurora. His energy was restless, like he needed the distraction.

“I’m starving. I’ll check what I can eat in your kitchen,” Ryan said the moment we stepped into the house. He headed straight for the kitchen with quick steps while I climbed the stairs, already sensing something was wrong.

The moment I entered the bedroom, my chest tightened.

Aurora was on the floor, hunched over herself, both arms wrapped around her ...