Gray’s POV

It was raining again. I stood by the window of our living room, watching the droplets slide down the glass. The clouds outside were heavy and low, but inside, the room felt warm. Aurora was sitting on the couch, her legs tucked beneath her. She glanced at me and smiled. It was small, but it was real.

I walked over and sat beside her. She shifted, moving closer so that our knees touched. I could feel the heat of her body even through the fabric of my pants. For a moment, we just sat ...