Novels by Lauracire Aomaince

Aurora's Pov The days after I refused Damien were strange, he didn’t yell or argue. He smiled like nothing happened, but I could tell something had changed. His eyes didn’t linger like before, and when he spoke to me, it was careful, like he was pretending to be polite. I’d catch him watching me from across the room, his jaw tight, his smile forced.At first, I thought maybe I imagined it, but I knew better. He was angry, he just didn’t want to show it yet.Seraphina started acting weird too. She was suddenly so nice, so sweet it made my stomach turn. She brought me coffee every morning, complimented my clothes, asked about my business. She even called me “big sister” again like we were close. I knew it wasn’t real. She never did anything without a reason.“You’ve been working so hard, Aurora,” she said one morning at breakfast. “Maybe you should let Damien handle the partnership. He really wants to make things easier for you.”I almost laughed. “Easier for me or for you?”She blinke

Aurora's Pov The week went by slow and heavy. Every day, I played my part like I was born for it. I smiled where I should, laughed when expected, and pretended I didn’t care about anything except what Damien wanted me to care about.Inside, I was awake in a way I hadn’t been before. Every conversation, every text, every meeting, I watched and listened. People liked to talk when they thought you were harmless.By midweek, I had learned two things that made my stomach twist. The first was that the pre-partnership agreement Damien wanted me to sign would be ready next week. It was the same document that ruined me before, the one that quietly gave him control of my shares. Back then, I had been so trusting, now I knew better.The second thing was about Lawrence Astor. In this life, he was even more distant and powerful than before. Everyone said he didn’t take meetings unless he wanted to. No one just ran into him. He didn’t attend public events, barely spoke to the press, and his compan

Aurora’s PovWhen I opened my eyes, I didn’t move. My head felt heavy and my chest hurt. The last thing I remembered was the brake of my car failing, but now I was lying in my bed, in my old room. The same white curtains, the same poster on the wall. The same smell of my old body spray.I sat up slowly and looked around. My heart started racing, my phone was on the table beside my bed. I picked it up fast, the date on the screen made my hands shake. It was three years before the wedding, three years before the crash, three years before everything went wrong.“No,” I whispered.I opened my calendar, checked the year again, checked my texts, checked the photos. Everything matched, my head felt dizzy. I touched my face and stared at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was longer and my skin looked smoother. I looked like I did years ago.It didn’t feel real. I sat on the floor and stared at my phone again, scrolling through old messages. There was one from Seraphina, telling me to come

Aurora’s PovI stood outside the bridal suite in my wedding dress, holding the doorknob with a shaky hand. My heart was beating too fast, and my palms felt sweaty even though the room hall was cold. I could hear faint laughter from the other end of the hallway, the sound of people getting ready, the smell of flowers and perfume mixing in the air. It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life.I looked down at the white fabric and fixed the small fold near my waist. It fit perfectly. Dad had said it made me look like Mom, that made me smile a little. Everything was perfect. The hotel, the guests, the ceremony waiting downstairs. I had even written a small speech to say later.“Mrs Aurora Damien,” I whispered, just to hear how it sounded.I laughed quietly, It felt strange but good. My heart warmed up thinking of Damien. He had been my calm place since college, always knowing what to say when I panicked, always looking so sure of himself. I trusted him with everything. He even helpe