Aurora pov

“Hey, wake up.”

A familiar voice whispered harshly against my ear. My body refused to respond. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. It was as though I had been shoved into a box too small for breath, trapped in suffocating stillness.

“Wake up, bitch.”

I jolted upright, my throat tearing as I cried out, “Laura!”

The sound of her voice echoed inside me, raw and undeniable. My chest heaved as I fought to steady my breathing, each inhale sharp, each exhale ragged, ...