Greg's POV
The moment the words left my mouth, I saw it—the fear creeping back into her eyes. She tried to look brave, but her trembling hands betrayed her.
“Seriously?” I said again, my voice filled with frustration.
She opened her mouth to say something, but the words came out in a stutter that was barely audible.
“What did you just say?” I asked, taking another step closer, my face now inches from hers. “Speak up, Aurora.”
The tension between us was so thick it was almost suffocating. I could feel her breath quicken as she leaned back slightly, trying to put some distance between us.
Her lips moved again, but the words still didn’t reach me.
Frustrated, I leaned in even closer, my breath brushing against her face.
The way she refused to look at me was maddening. I could feel my
