Aurora's POV
The Mayor’s birthday party had started off as something I could deal with, but the moment I saw Greg walking into the grand hall with Katrina on his arm, everything changed.
My entire focus shifted to them.
The music, the chatter of the crowd, the colourful decorations—all of it faded into the background.
Greg looked sharp in his tailored suit, giving off confidence as usual. But it wasn’t him that made my stomach twist; it was her.
Katrina was clinging to him like she belonged there, her perfectly styled hair and smug smile only adding fuel to my irritation.
I clenched my fists, trying to figure out why I even cared.
“You turned him down, remember?” I reminded myself. “You have no right to be mad.”
But no matter how much I tried to reason with myself, seeing her leani
