Aurora’s POV
“You smell so good,” he says as he hugs me tighter, causing my heart to beat ridiculously fast. I swallow hard, trying to keep my composure.
“Let go of me,” I say.
“No, I missed you so much, Aurora. I can’t believe you’re actually here,” he whispers in my ear, sending an unwelcome rush of goosebumps down my skin.
“I said, let go of me!” I say, forcibly yanking his hands away. I turn around to glare at him, but the sharp frown on my face immediately fades the moment I catch sight of his teary, bloodshot eyes.
“Did you miss me at all?” he asks, his voice hoarse and broken.
I clear my throat and quickly look away, refusing to let him see the impact his words are having on me.
“No, I didn’t miss you. In fact, I was glad you were gone, and that made me happy,” I say, pushing
