Masuk(Author’s POV)
Ryan’s long strides carried him through the hallway, his eyes locked onto the restroom entrance. He suddenly saw Mia stepping out, His brows furrowed. ‘Where was Aurora?’ So, he took that as his cue. With a quick glance around, ensuring no one was watching, he slipped inside.
The soft click of the lock turning into place echoed in t
(Author’s POV)The entire day bled away in a heavy, suffocating blur, not a single word passed between the Skylar brothers. They moved through the grand mansion like planets locked in separate, lonely orbits, each buried so deep within their own fortress of sadness that the outside world ceased to exist. Yet, when it was time for dinner, the unspoken vow made that morning held strong.One by one, they descended the stairs and took their respective seats in the grand dining room. The table was laden with food, but the atmosphere was dense, almost unbreathable. They ate in absolute, crushing silence, mechanical in their movements, before rising and retreating right back to the isolation of their own rooms.The next day, the exact same grueling routine was followed. They gathered for breakfast under the wat
(Author’s POV)The moment Jason hit send, publishing the official statement regarding Aurora’s passing onto Skylar Enterprises’ verified handle, the digital world exploded into absolute frenzy.Within minutes, it had become the top trending topic across every platform. People refused to believe it even though they had seen Aurora only twice in the limelight but her name, Aurora Skylar was alone to make the headlines.“No... this can't be true”.“Yesterday everyone was praying she'd be rescued”.“I was waiting for good news...Rest in peace, Aurora Skylar”.“Those videos of the Skylar brothers crying make so much sens
(Author’s POV)Owen descended the grand staircase slowly. Fresh clothes covered the injuries from the previous day, but nothing could hide the exhaustion carved into his face.As he reached the living room, James immediately stepped forward. Before he could even utter a formal greeting or ask how the boys were holding out, Owen intercepted him, his voice calm but layered with absolute authority."James, have someone clean Ian's room thoroughly right away”."Of course, sir".James also informs him that Aurora’s parents left the mansion in the morning.A sharp prick of guilt pierced through Owen's chest. His jaw tightened, and a shadow of regret crossed his f
(Author’s POV)The hallway outside Owen's room was silent. Every step echoed through the mansion.Owen walked steadily. His face was an absolute mask, stripped of any visible emotion, but a fierce, sharp purpose burned in his eyes. He first stopped outside his youngest brother’s room. He didn’t knock and simply pushed inside, pausing as his eyes took in the absolute devastation of Ian’s room.The space was completely destroyed and in the absolute center of this chaotic wreckage, Ian was lying directly on the floor.Owen walked carefully through the debris, his heart clenching at the sight of his youngest brother. Ian was curled up tightly against himself, looking small and fragile in the morning light. The tears from the night before had dri
(Author’s POV)The sun rose over the sprawling Skylar estate exactly as it had every other day. Golden light spilled across the gardens Aurora had loved. It touched the roses she had planted herself. It reflected from the marble fountains she insisted should always have fresh flowers floating in them.Nature continued as though nothing had happened but inside Skylar Mansion, everything had changed.For the first time since Aurora had entered their lives, the mansion did not wake to her laughter. No cheerful "Good morning!" echoed through the corridors. No teasing voice called out to the brothers for oversleeping. No music played softly from the living room.Nothing, only silence. A silence so heavy that even breathing felt loud.
(Author’s POV)The heavy doors of the Skylar mansion clicked shut behind Caleb and Elara, leaving the sprawling estate in a state of absolute, deafening silence. James stood in the center of the living room for a long time, his eyes burning as he looked up the staircase that led to the brothers rooms. With a heavy, broken heart, he turned to the remaining servants, quietly dismissing them to their rooms.That night became the longest, dreadiest, and most agonizingly broken night the Skylar mansion had ever witnessed. The massive house, which had once felt like a vibrant sanctuary under Aurora's care, had reverted instantly into a cold, hollow fortress of shadows. Every corner held a memory, every corridor echoed with a silence that screamed her name.Upstairs, Owen sat motionless in the balcony of his da







