Aurora’s POV
“What are you saying?” Uncle Kieran said harshly as he walked closer, aiming to take me away from the river bank. But I took a step back, my legs digging into the muddy sand.
“Why would you cross over? You have a life ahead of you. Do you want to jump into your death?” He snapped.
I sneered, my eyes turning colder, “Who’s fault is it?”
He pursed his lips in silence, and I helped him answer.
“It's all your fault! You have no right to shout at me or lecture me! You saved me from that rogue, yes but it's your action that has pushed me this far!” My voice echoed through the forest with my jaw ticking in anger.
The short fuse in my brain went off immediately after letting out that bout of anger. And as I folded my arms, admiring the peaceful flow of the river, I imagined
