Aurora stepped out of the building, the late afternoon sun catching the edges of her hair. The city felt alive around her, noisy, chaotic, perfect for losing herself for a few hours. She carried a light tote bag and a quiet determination: today was about nothing but herself.The boutique smelled faintly of jasmine and new leather. Shelves lined with handbags and scarves gleamed under soft spotlights. She wandered, running her fingers along the textures, thinking of nothing in particular — except, inevitably, Noah.She had promised herself this wasn’t about him. Yet even as she examined a deep burgundy handbag, she felt his gaze in the back of her mind, sharp and patient.A voice startled her behind the counter. “Looking for something special?”“I… think so,” she replied, smiling faintly. “Just browsing for now.”Her eyes caught a cream-colored coat, soft wool, perfectly structured. She held it against herself in the mirror. It made her shoulders feel smaller, lighter somehow. As she a
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