AURORA’S POINT OF VIEW.“Breathe….it’s just a gala……everything will be fine,” I repeated the words over and over again, a sacred mantra clinging dear to my heart. I imagined my mother, her face weeks before, ashen, white, and devoid of life, emotion, and warmth. My heart clenched, the familiar pinch behind my eyelids threatening tears to spill.I missed her.This thing with Kai…it was fake, but at the same time, I remember my mother and me gushing over the day I would be given away. She swore she’d be the one to style my hair, join me for a dress fitting, and make sure to be involved with everything. But here I am, doing this all alone.My mother was fighting for her life instead of being with me. My body felt slack, too tired, too worn from having to be strong all the time.Armando had texted me earlier, wishing me good luck, as if he and I had any sort of relationship. I ignored it, not willing myself to rekindle anything with a man that would cast me off the moment Silas changes hi
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