Aurora's POV
Just then, Kevin grabbed me. His grip on my arm was like a vice as he dragged me through the dim hallway.
My heels scraped against the floor as I stumbled to keep up, my heart pounding so loud it drowned out everything else. I barely even had time to process what was happening before I was pushed into a room.
I landed on the bed hard, bouncing slightly before freezing in place.
Kevin loomed over me, his face dark with anger. He pulled a knife from his jacket, the sharp blade catching the dim light.
"Now," he growled, placing the cold edge of the knife against my throat. "Tell me who sent you."
I couldn't speak. My throat felt tight, my breath shallow.
"Don't play games with me, woman," he snapped, pressing the knife harder against my skin. "Give me a name, or I'll make
