LOGIN(Author’s POV)
Ivy’s voice had grown quieter, not because she was running out of words, but because the memories themselves were draining her. The kind that left scars not on skin, but on soul.
She sat there on the dusty floor, hugging her knees, staring ahead, not at Aurora, not at the storage room, but at a memory she had spent years trying to forget.
(Author’s POV)Morning arrived softly, not with noise, but with light.Golden sunlight seeped through Aurora’s sheer curtains, warming the room and painting everything in soft amber. The Skylar mansion, usually full of quiet movement and the distant sound of staff beginning their day felt unusually still.Inside Aurora’s room, four strong arms lay draped over her, cocooning her in a warm, possessive embrace. The bed was a tangle of limbs, bare skin, and slow breaths, peaceful, calm and intimate.Aurora was the first to stir.She blinked slowly, her lashes fluttering as her eyes adjusted to the soft morning glow. The heaviness she felt last night, the emotional storm seemed lighter, not gone, but supported.
(Author’s POV)For hours, Aurora had been strong for Ivy. She had held herself together like armor. But with them here, her safe place, her home, her husbands, the walls she’d forced up finally shattered.Tears spilled without restraint and immediately without hesitation four sets of arms reached for her.Ryan was the first to pull her close, his hand cupping the back of her head gently. Owen wrapped around them both, one arm across her back protectively, jaw clenched. Asher slid in from her right, pulling her into his chest, his fingertips stroking her hair with surprising gentleness. Ian’s arms slipped around her waist as he pressed his forehead softly to her shoulder.She was surrounded, held and anchored.
(Author’s POV)The silence in the living room stretched, tight, uncomfortable, and heavy enough to suffocate.“What is going on?” Owen’s voice finally cut through it like a blade. His tone was stern and calm, but sharp enough to warn that he expected the truth.Asher didn’t hesitate. With the most casual shrug, he stepped to the side fully exposing Ian.Ian shot him a betrayed glare. ‘Really? No backup? No brotherhood? Just here, take the sacrifice?’. But Asher only folded his arms, expression annoyingly neutral.Ian swallowed hard, staring at the floor before speaking in the smallest voice imaginable.“Um… Aurora and I went t
(Author’s POV)Ian was sitting on the sofa, elbows resting on his knees, phone in his hands, not because he was reading anything, but because it gave his nervous fingers something to hold. His gaze drifted repeatedly toward the staircase, listening for footsteps, for a door opening, for anything that might tell him Aurora needed him.But the house remained painfully silent. His chest felt tight, he wasn’t used to this kind of silence, one that came from worry, not peace.The front door opened.Ian didn’t look up at first until he heard familiar footsteps and the subtle shift in the room’s energy.Asher entered, shrugging off his jacket while scrolling through a message on his phone, probably from his m
(Author’s POV)Aurora and Ivy stepped out of the storeroom slowly, almost cautiously like crossing a boundary between two different worlds where one is filled with pain, shadows, and secrets, and another where the possibility of help finally existed.The hallway outside was quiet now. Break time had ended long ago, and distant voices of teachers delivering lessons echoed faintly against the walls. Ivy kept her arms wrapped around herself, her steps small and hesitant, as if afraid someone would stop her or question her existence. Aurora stayed close, not touching, but near enough that Ivy felt safe.As they approached Ivy’s classroom, Aurora gently stopped her with a soft hand on her elbow.“You did something very brave today” She whispered.
(Author’s POV)“For two whole years, I finally felt like I was living… not surviving. I didn’t have friends, not real ones but I had silence. I was safe. And that was enough” Ivy whispered.“But life never lets me forget what I am to some people. A product. A price tag” She looked down at her hands, twisting her fingers nervously.“That day was supposed to be special. My first scene with Asher Sir. He has always been my role model. So I was practicing alone, going over my lines again and again, terrified I’d make a mistake in front of him. I wanted him to see me as an actor… not as just another kid taking space”.Her eyes turned distant, haunted.&ldquo
(Owen’s POV)My eyes fluttered open to the soft glow of the early morning sun streaming through the curtains. I blinked a few times, my mind still foggy, trying to piece together where I was. The unfamiliar warmth
(Aurora’s POV)I gave a few final instructions to the maids regarding the evening preparations after lunch. As I exited the kitchen to head back to my room, faint voices caught my attention. I paused, tilting my h
(Aurora’s POV)Owen sat on the ground, his body trembling as he wept. The weight of his emotions had completely broken him. I had been silently watching him from a distance, and couldn't bear to see him like this
(Aurora’s POV)The mall was bustling with activity, bright lights reflecting off polished floors as Mia and I strolled from one store to another. Mia’s excitement was palpable as she darted between racks of







