She snorted, knowing he was following her all day, waiting for the right time to talk to her but couldn’t… but Aurora decided to drop it. She silently got to his car on the passenger seat beside him without saying another word, which made Reagan dumbfounded, not expecting her to get in. “Are- you, really Aurora? I thought you said-” He stammered and she put her finger on his lips to shush him, not in the mood to talk right now. “Just for tonight, Reagan.” She calmly said before fastening the seat belt and looking at the window beside her. Reagan seemed to get it and understood her not wanting to talk so he instantly stepped on the gas pedal, now driving away and unto her hotel building. The ride home was silent as Reagan didn’t dare to disturb her peace, and she appreciated that a bit. At least he had some sense left in him. “We’re here,” Reagan announced, stopping by the driveway. Aurora didn’t even notice that they were already here… “We’re here,” Reagan announced, stoppin

Vivienne panted, regaining her breath and glaring at Aurora, “Fine. I'll see you in the press. Let’s see who they will believe.” And with that Vivienne grabbed her handbag and opened the door to leave, leaving Aurora standing by the door and looking at the mess of her room. She shrugged, not even caring about Vivienne’s threat anymore. She knows he doesn’t have that much power, she’s just a slave controlled by some elite. That’s what happened last time with Aurora’s encounter with Vivienne. Aurora watched as the post she tweeted last time earned a million likes instantly, tending a number one. Crazy how wild Vivienne’s popularity is. Well, her post only consisted of Vivienne’s body laying on the floor with blood on her nose and also her own bruise on the back due to Vivienne pushing her last time. Well, her post only consisted of Vivienne’s body lying on the floor with blood on her nose and also her own bruise on the back due to Vivienne pushing her last time. The capt

Aurora couldn’t believe what she was greeted with the next morning. She woke up so early in the morning, at exactly four in the morning to get ready and when it was five in the morning, she already packed her things and asked her father to prepare the papers to leave. She grabbed her suitcase and handbag, opening the door of her hotel room to leave when a swarm of cameras was everywhere. Directed at her and flashed at her face. She felt a bit blinded and got deaf by how loud the yelling was. “Ms. Makarov, what can you say about the incident with Vivienne.” A woman asked and microphones instantly were pointed at her. “Ms. Makarov, what can you say about the incident with Vivienne?” A woman asked and microphones instantly were pointed at her. Aurora gulped, too stunned as she’s not used to this so she did what she thought at the moment. To close the door. How did these people even know it was her? Did Vivienne tell them her identity? How great. She inhaled and calmed herself

“So, what do you want? Stop stalling and tell me already.” Aurora said menacingly, her voice throwing daggers at them. She doesn't have to show them that she’s scared, or whine like a brat as Vivienne did. She has to show that she’s strong and calm so they won’t just treat her badly. despite the loud beating of her nervous heart. The leader snickered, still holding her chin. “Oh, what I want is for your mother to suffer. We looked for her everywhere and now that we caught Agent Isleen’s daughter, I wonder what will she reacts to?” Just then, the lights turned on, blinding Aurora’s eyesight for a moment before seeing an old man with white hair and a large burn scar on half of his face. He pointed at his face, “See this? This is the scar she left on me. I want to get my revenge and return the favor to her daughter.” Aurora forced her eyes to look at the man clearly. He’s really old now that he’s under the light. The rough patches of his scar were evident and clearly half on his

She can't help but think of her twin siblings. How are they now? they must have gotten taller and more mischievous. A tear escaped from Aurora’s eyes, looking back at her life. Really, things have become messy. She swore to never cry again and be a strong and independent woman, a woman who can do anything and won’t complain about anything… Yet here she is, sulking and crying on the dirty floor locked in an unknown place with the woman she hates who happens to be somewhat dead. Really, she can’t wait to escape from this hell. Before she knew it, Aurora’s eyelids became heavy and she closed her eyes to rest for a bit. It felt like forever but Aurora didn’t know that she fell asleep. Her eyes fluttered open as she was awoken by the feel of someone touching her. She instantly tried to sit upright but the person who was holding her kept her down, and her back hit a knee so the person must have had her body lying on her lap. Her hands were about to hit the person in an alert but she s