Aurora’s POV

I closed my bedroom door and leaned my forehead against the wood. The latch clicked, and the quiet wrapped around me.

My chest felt tight, the way it does after running too far. Elise’s words kept replaying, I hated that it got to me. I hated that it made me feel small.

Blue shifted inside me, steady and blunt. Don’t sulk. Do something.

“I’m not sulking,” I muttered, pushing away from the door. You’re thinking too much, Blue said. He chose you. You felt it. You know ...