LOGIN(Author’s POV)
The two days that followed passed like a fragile dream, soft, bright, and painfully fleeting.
From morning till night, the Skylar mansion echoed with laughter, Ivy’s laughter. Aurora and the Skylar brothers made it their unspoken mission to give Ivy memories she could carry with her for a lifetime, moments warm enough to return to when homesick
(Author’s POV)Five agonizing days crawled by, each one identical to the last, stretching out like an eternity in the silent, suffocating expanse of the Skylar mansion. For five entire days, the Skylar brothers did not utter a single word to Aurora.The silence wasn't just a lack of sound, it was a heavy, suffocating entity that trapped them all. Owen, Ryan, Asher, and Ian were hyper-aware of her every movement. From the corners of their eyes, through the heavy shadows of their sleepless nights and long days, they could clearly see the sheer, exhausting effort she was putting in to earn their forgiveness. They saw her swollen eyes, the slight tremble in her hands, and the desperate, heartbreaking hope that shone in her gaze every time they walked into a room.Yet, none of them could bring themselves to break.
(Author’s POV)The next morning, the storm outside had finally passed, leaving the New York sky a dull, washed-out gray. Inside her bedroom, Aurora opened her eyes to a heavy, suffocating quiet. Her eyelids felt painfully heavy, raw and puffed from a night spent weeping into her pillows.She dragged herself out of bed, her limbs feeling like lead. Standing before the bathroom mirror, she barely recognized herself, her usual radiant glow was entirely gone, replaced by a pale, hollow exhaustion. The cheerful Aurora who filled Skylar Mansion with laughter was nowhere to be seen. Only a woman terrified of losing the people she loved most.With slow, hesitant steps, Aurora walked down to the kitchen. The moment she crossed the threshold, the bustling activity of the morning shift ground to a sudden halt. The
(Author’s POV)After Aurora disappeared upstairs, nobody moved. The living room remained frozen in time. The silence that followed her departure felt even heavier than before.Samuel Hart slowly gathered the documents. His old eyes moved toward the staircase where Aurora had vanished. Then toward the four brothers. He wanted to say something but after decades of life experience, he knew some wounds couldn't be healed with advice. Some things needed time, needed reflection, needed honesty. So he quietly stood."I'll escort you out, Mr. Hart” James immediately stepped forward. Samuel nodded.Before leaving, he looked once more at the Skylar brothers. The boys he had watched grow into men. And for the first time in years, they looked exactly like frightened chil
(Author’s POV)The heavy, suffocating silence returned to the living room, pressing down so hard it felt physical. Not an ounce of noise was heard. The ticking of the clock in the distant hallway seemed to have stopped entirely, leaving the vast space trapped in a vacuum of absolute shock.James, the servants and the bodyguards stationed near the entrance stood perfectly still. They looked like statues carved from ice, fully aware that making even a fraction of a sound, the scuff of a shoe, the rustle of a uniform, a sharp intake of breath would cost them their lives in the presence of the erupting Skylar wrath.Samuel Hart sat on the leather couch, his head hung low, his eyes fixed blindly on the polished mahogany floorboards. The thick file felt like a block of lead in his hands. A heavy, sickening gui
(Author’s POV)The moment Aurora saw the file, her breath caught violently in her throat, a sickening wave of dread hollowing out her stomach. She recognized that file instantly. It was the contract. The secret pact she had signed with their late father, Alexander, a year ago. The document that explicitly stated she would leave them once they were unified.Her eyes flew to the single leather armchair across from the couches, finally registering the presence of the middle-aged man sitting there with a heavy heart."Mr. Hart" She whispered, her voice trembling as the sheer gravity of the situation crashed down upon her. She knew exactly why he was here. The one-year anniversary was approaching. The review was due and her husbands had found out."I can explain," Auror
(Author’s POV)The heavy oak doors of the study remained firmly shut, trapping a suffocating, agonizing silence inside. Within those four walls, the Skylar brothers stood frozen, the legal documents resting on Samuel Hart’s lap feeling like a weapon that had just ripped through the center of their lives.Outside, the grand foyer of the mansion remained blissfully ignorant of the devastation.The heavy front doors swung open, and Aurora stepped into the house, a bright, radiant smile gracing her lips. She looked thoroughly refreshed from her girls day out, her cheeks flushed with laughter and her eyes sparkling with the leftover joy of her time with Elara. She carried a couple of small shopping bags, her footsteps light and carefree as she crossed the marble floor.







