Aurora’s POV

The living room was still, but Helen made sure the tension would not fade.

She stood in the middle of the room, one hand pressed against her chest, her fingers curled around the pigeon blood ruby necklace Beta James had once given her. Tears pooled in her eyes, threatening to fall.

She turned dramatically to Luna Melissa as if she was looking to Luna Melissa for help.

Her voice trembled. “Mom, this is what Beta James gave me. He said it’s a symbol of our love. Why should I ...