Se connecter(Author’s POV)
The moment the heavy doors of the Skylar mansion closed behind them, the silence hit harder than any goodbye at the airport ever could.
Aurora walked in first. Her steps slowed almost immediately, as if the house itself had shifted, too quiet, too still. The laughter that had echoed through these halls for weeks was gone. No hurried footsteps running
(Author’s POV)The moment the heavy doors of the Skylar mansion closed behind them, the silence hit harder than any goodbye at the airport ever could.Aurora walked in first. Her steps slowed almost immediately, as if the house itself had shifted, too quiet, too still. The laughter that had echoed through these halls for weeks was gone. No hurried footsteps running down the stairs. No soft voice calling her name. No presence curling itself naturally into every corner of the mansion.She paused in the living room. Her eyes moved unconsciously toward the couch where Ivy liked to curl up with a book, toward the window seat where they had shared whispered secrets, toward the staircase where Ivy used to race up two steps at a time.Behind her, the Skylar brothers
(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 homesickness crept in, when doubts whispered too loudly, when the world felt heavy again.They cooked together in the massive kitchen, flour on faces and laughter ringing when Ryan nearly set off the smoke alarm. They watched movies sprawled across couches, Ivy tucked between Aurora and Asher, her head resting comfortably, as if she had always belonged there. Owen taught her chess one afternoon, patient and calm, while Ian sneaked her chocolates and pretende
(Author’s POV)By late afternoon, the sun had softened into a warm, honey-gold glow, spilling through the tall windows of the Skylar mansion. The house, which had witnessed so many intense emotions over the past weeks, now felt calm, almost tender. Aurora stood near the entrance with Ivy beside her, both of them ready to step out.“We’ll be back by evening” Aurora said gently, her hand resting over Ivy’s shoulder.Owen nodded, understanding immediately.“Take your time,” He replied.“Make memories. That’s what matters”.Kemal watched them quietly, a soft smile playing on his lips. He knew exactly why Ivy wante
(Author’s POV)The room was filled with relief after Ivy spoke her truth. No one questioned her decision. No one tried to persuade her otherwise. For the first time in Ivy’s life, a choice she made was respected, honored even. That alone felt like a quiet victory.Kemal looked at his daughter as if the universe had finally given him a second chance.He placed his hand over his heart, breathing deeply, grounding himself. ‘She chose me’. The thought echoed again and again. His eyes softened, filled with devotion and determination. ‘From today onward, my life belongs to her’.“I promise myself that Ivy will never feel alone again. Her happiness will be my first priority. Always” Kemal said aloud, his voice steady but emotional
(Aurora’s POV)I stirred slowly, still heavy with sleep, my body aching faintly from the emotional weight of the previous day. Morning light filtered softly into my room, pale gold slipping through the curtains and brushing across the bed. I turned instinctively toward the other side of the bed and froze.The space beside me was empty.I pushed myself up, my back resting against the headboard as a small frown formed between my brows. My eyes scanned the room quickly but no noise of water running or Ivy’s presence. My heart skipped, not with panic exactly, but with sudden alertness.“Ivy?” I called softly. No answer.I reached toward the bedside table to check the time, only to notice the display of the
(Author’s POV)The night had settled heavily over the Skylar mansion.Dinner had passed in near silence, not an uncomfortable one, but a subdued quiet where everyone seemed to be conserving emotional energy. Plates had been cleared, soft goodnights exchanged, and one by one the lights across the mansion dimmed. Even Kemal, after a brief, respectful conversation, had been shown to a guest room and left to rest.By the time midnight slipped past, the mansion was wrapped in an eerie stillness.No footsteps. No voices. Only the distant hum of the night outside.In Aurora’s room, Ivy slept beside her, the covers pulled neatly around her small frame. For a while, her breathing was even, her face relaxed until it wasn&rs
(Author’s POV)Aurora leaned slightly forward on the couch, her eyes glued to the TV screen."Did you see that pass? That was incredible!" She exclaimed, her voi
(Ian’s POV)I leaned casually against my car, scrolling through my phone as I waited for Aurora. My mind drifted to our tense, quiet drives the past few days, and I sighed.
(Aurora’s POV)I sat in my usual spot near the window. The classroom was buzzing with soft whispers and the occasional rustle of papers as students settled in. The teacher, a composed and authoritative woman, walked in with a clipboard in hand, immediately commanding attention.“Good morning, class
(Aurora’s POV)The warm breeze rustled through the trees as Mia and I strolled around the college grounds, enjoying the fresh air. My mood had been off since morning, my thoughts consumed by Ian and that girl I sa







