Teach me, Mr Blackwood
_Aurora’s POV_
My heels clicked as I walked up the staircase, my grip on my handbag tightening.
The elevator was out of service, so I had to use the staircase.
I let out a deep breath, leaning on thr railing. This should be my sign to pick up yoga, running, pilates, or whatever.
If there was something called out of shape, it was me.
I heard footsteps coming from above me and I paused, watching as Iris made her way down