Aurora’s POV
"Damon, how did your mom manage?" I asked the second I stepped into the living room, my voice still shaking from the lingering adrenaline.
Damon snapped his head toward me, his eyes widening. "My goodness, Aurora, are you okay?" He rushed over, concern lacing every line of his face. "Why did you suddenly disappear from the party like that?"
"She was right there with Ashley when the incident happened," Emette explained from beside me.
Damon’s left eyebrow shot up in pure shock.
"And now," Emette added, his voice dropping into a tense register, "she is accusing Aurora of stabbing her."
"I didn't do anything!" I cried, the terror clawing at my throat as the horrific memory flashed behind my eyelids. "She stabbed herself. We got into an argument, and out of nowhere, she pull
