Aurora pov

I had to finish up after Josh left for an emergency at his place. With the little bit I’d learned from him, I managed to complete what he’d started, though my work was slower and clumsier.

By the time I trudged back into the mansion, every muscle in my body ached. My clothes clung uncomfortably to me, streaked with dirt, and my hair felt like a bird’s nest. The idea of walking into the kitchen looking like this seemed… suicidal. So I headed straight for the stairs, ...