Aurora’s POV
The gun appeared like a nightmare pulled from Jake’s coat.
One second, he was screaming Natalie’s name, his voice raw and broken. Next, his hand came up shaking, his fingers wrapped around cold black steel.
“Jake—!” I shouted. Natalie froze.
For the first time since I’d known her, her smile vanished.
“You ruined me!” Jake yelled, tears streaming down his face. “You used me like trash!”
“Put the gun down,” Natalie said slowly, lifting her hands. “You don’t want to do this.”
“I already did everything for you!” he screamed. “This is the last thing you deserve!”
My heart slammed against my ribs. “Jake, stop. This won’t fix anything.”
He laughed, wild and empty. “You don’t understand, Aurora. I gave up my soul.”
Natalie took one careful step back. “Jake, think.” She murmu
