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087- GLOWY PHASE

087GLOWY PHASEAURORAThis feeling is bliss. Yeah, the one where you know you don't have to fret or worry because your boyfriend is the best you can ever think of. He's really a full package if you ask me. I mean... what doesn't he have? He's attentive, ridiculously handsome, devastatingly kind, and somehow, impossibly, mine.I feel completely content watching the dark streetlights sweep past us as he drives me back to my dorm. The low hum of the dashboard lights casts a soft, golden glow across his side profile, highlighting the focused line of his jaw and the gentle curve of his mouth. I actually would have loved to spend the night in his bed, wrapped up in his sheets and his arms... but I don't think I'd be able to keep my hands to myself, and I'm not ready for anything too fast just yet. I want to savor this... every tiny milestone.Right now, as he steers with one hand on the wheel, his free hand is resting on my thigh. My fingers stay casually threaded over his, thumb tracing

088- MALIA AND AURORA

088MALIA AND AURORAAURORA The next morning, the sound of my alarm feels less like a nuisance and more like a gentle push into a world that suddenly feels a hundred times brighter. I lay in bed for a solid five minutes just staring at the ceiling, a doped-up smile plastered across my face as I replay every second of last night.Jayden’s text from 1:14 AM is still sitting at the top of my lock screen, Sleep tight, sweet girl. Can’t wait for tomorrow."If you don't stop glowing, I'm going to throw a pillow at your head," Kenzie’s groggy voice rasps from across the room. She’s propped up on one elbow, her eye makeup slightly smudged from the night before, giving me a narrow-eyed glare. "Seriously, Aurora. It's seven in the morning. It's unnatural.""I can't help it," I say, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. My ankle feels completely solid... no pain, no stiffness, just like the doctor promised. "I have a morning lecture with Professor Miller, and then I'm meeting Jayden near

089- YOU'VE GOT THIS

089YOU'VE GOT THIS AURORA My chest heaves as I grip my phone to my ear, trying to place a rhythm to Jayden's steady breathing on the other end of the line."Where are you? I'm turning into your dorm loop right now...""Get inside, Jayden," I cut him off, my voice shaking so hard the words barely make it out. "Right now. We need to talk." "Wait, what's wrong? Are you okay? Did something happen?""Just get in her!"I press end before he can answer. Across the lobby, Malia is still staring at me, her fingers tightening and untightening around her coffee cup. To be honest, I don't know how she's still holding that thing. I'd have thrown it all into the trash because of the situation.A second later, the glass doors open and Jayden strides into the lobby, his keys jingling in his hand, a look of sheer worry etched across his face. If I wasn't this stressed out, I'd have had the luxury to take in how good he looks this morning but then... He stops dead in his tracks. His eyes dart fro

090- SICK TO THE STOMACH

090SICK TO THE STOMACH AURORA I have not fucking got anything.I pull my eyes away from my phone screen, trying to slow the pounding in my chest. Beside me, Jayden's presence is the only thing keeping me upright as we walk toward my lecture hall.When we finally reach the door, he stops, catching my arm and pulling me against his chest. Before I can even open my mouth, his hands frame my face and his lips come down on mine. I'm thankful for the kiss... it's anchoring me to the earth while my world spins out of control."You're going to be fine, Rory," he murmurs against my lips, his thumb softly tracing my jaw line before he finally pulls back. "I've got you. Just get through class."I nod numbly and step inside, but the moment I sit down, my mind completely unravels.The professor’s voice sounds like it’s underwater. Formulas and lecture notes blur on the whiteboard as my brain obsessively loops back to the morning. Malia. The green streaks. My mom hyperventilating on the phone.

091- STILL SICK

091STILL SICK JAYDENHer body wracks with another heave, and I press my palm firmer against her back, keeping my other hand tangled in her hair to pull it out of the splash zone. Hearing her suffer like this is tearing me apart.Once the retching finally tapers off into quiet, ragged gasps, I keep one arm around her waist to support her weight. With my free hand, I pull my phone out of my pocket and quickly dial Duke.He picks up on the third ring. "What’s up, Captain?""Duke, I need a favor," I say, my voice low and urgent over the sound of the running faucet. "I need you to go to the campus store right now and buy some clothes. Sweatpants, a top, whatever you can grab."There’s a pause on the line, followed by Duke's signature smirk bleeding through the speaker. "Wait, who are the clothes for?""My girlfriend," I snap, not in the mood for his shit while Rory is trembling in my lap."Oohhhh," Duke draws out, chuckling. "So it's official now? You guys are finally...""Dude, please,

092- POSSIBLE SISTERS

092POSSIBLE SISTERS JAYDEN"Do you want to go to the doctor?"Aurora shakes her head, saying a no and she rests her head against my shoulder, shutting her eyes for a brief second. Her lips are so pale and her skin still feels hot to touch. "You're not okay." I say. My eyes dart up to the rearview mirror, meeting Duke's intense gaze. He's driving us while we're at the back seat of my car. I know what he's trying to communicate with me from the slight tilt of his head and the unmistakable eye gesture. He's trying to tell me that she needs a doctor, that this shouldn't even be a question. That her comfort shouldn't override her well-being.I do know that. Every logical bone in my body screams for a hospital. And what I know again, with equal certainty, is that I won't be doing what she doesn't want me to do. Not when she’s this vulnerable. And that's it. If I have to go get medications from the store, I'd gladly do so."Are you hungry then?" I try again.All she does is shake her head

093- SPEAK UP

093SPEAK UPAURORA"Well for starter, Malia isn't exactly..." Jayden begins, shifting slightly so my head rests more comfortably against the crook of his neck. His hand absentmindedly traces small circles over my knuckles. "She's not the easiest person to talk to. She can be really loud, super direct and..."He cuts himself off abruptly. His phone is buzzing and he shakes his head. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls the device out. He freezes, his thumbs hovering above the screen as his gaze locks onto the incoming call. The relaxed posture he had just a second ago instantly vanishes, replaced by a rigid, apprehensive tension that rolls off him.I tilt my head back, squinting through the hazy fog in my brain to peek at the glowing screen."Who's Richard?" I ask.Jayden clears his throat, his eyes remaining glued to the contact name. "Someone..." His voice trails off."Jay?" I prompt, nudging his chest gently. "Who is it?"He shakes his head slowly, exhaling a breath he seems to have

094- WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?

094 WHO THE HELL ARE YOU AURORA "As far as I'm concerned, nineteen years ago... my sister-in-law agreed to be a surrogate for me and your mother." Richard states to a wild-eyed, bewildered and now quiet Malia. Her earlier shouts had died in her throat, replaced by a surprising stillness. I don't blame her for shouting and causing a scene. I'd have done worse if I were her. I'm sitting here quiet because of two things. The first being that I'm sick and I can't be as agile, as reactive, as I'm supposed to be naturally. The second? I can't really do anything. My own mom will not tell me anything, ever. I can't be rude to the only man who's ready to give me answers, who's willingly tearing open his own past to lay bare this truth. Malia swallows hard, her eyes meeting mine for a brief second. "Mom doesn't have a sister. Nana had only one girl. What are you talking about, dad?" He ignores her completely, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond us, lost in the murky waters of his m

095- REALITY

095 REALITY AURORA I can see the resemblance. She does look like my mom, only... younger and soft around the edges whereas my mom looks older than her age and... I shut my eyes. Am I for real? My mom? Welcome to reality, Aurora. The woman you've known all your life isn't your mom at all. She's lied to you. And even though she gave birth to you... she's not your mother. And this woman standing here... Greta? She's your biological mother. My eyes take her in fully. She stands motionless beside the sedan, a clutch pressed tightly against her stomach. "You must be Greta," Jayden says, stepping slightly in front of me as if to shield me from the coldness radiating from her. To be honest, I wish he'd stop doing that. Stepping in front of me. It's cute and all but it makes me feel... I don't know... vulnerable? "And you are Jayden," Greta says, her eyes never breaking contact with mine. She takes two steps down the stone path, her gaze still on my face. "Who is this girl? W

096- DECIDING TO STAY

096DECIDING TO STAYAURORA It's fucking getting to my head.The tight, desperate hold around my chest suddenly feels less like a mother's embrace and more like a vice squeezing the air straight out of my lungs.I breath in and out. My chest begins to heave and I can feel my ribs expanding against the crushing weight of everything happening at once. I can't breathe. Greta's floral perfume plus the dampness of her tears against my neck is too much. It's way too much. "I... I can't," my voice breaks. I place my hands against Greta's shoulders and push back. I need space. I need air. Fuck."Aurora?" Greta gasps, her eyes wide and bloodshot as she's forced to let go."I have to leave," I say, stumbling back a step until my heel bumps against Jayden's shoe. He immediately reaches down, his fingers lacing tightly through mine. "I can't... I need to go. I have to leave.""No, no, please! Aurora, wait!" Greta steps forward, her hands outstretched, hovering in the space between us. Tears ar

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