Aquamarine:
“What do you think should be the first thing we ask her?” I wonder as we sneakily make our way down the silent hall to Aurora’s, foster mother’s room late into the night.
The both of us had to wait for Aurora to fall asleep before we sneaked out of the room, with our feet’s hurrying in a fast pace we kind of tiptoed our entire way down to the floor beneath the floor for the candidates still within the selection.
“We shouldn’t bother holding back, we should just go straight to the point.” She replies, and I nod in response.
The moment we got to her room door, Valerie wasted no time in raising her hand to knock, but to our shock, the door drew open from within before her hand could even make contact.
Standing on the other side of the threshold is Aurora’s foster mother hav
