Aurora's POV
The moment I walked into the office that morning, my eyes betrayed me. They sought him out, as if they had a mind of their own, and I hated it.
I tried to compose myself, to shove all those feelings down. I wanted to look past him, to pretend he wasn’t the reason my stomach felt like it was in knots. He didn’t deserve to know how much he still affected me. I told myself that today, everything would be strictly professional. No smiles. No stolen glances. Just work.
But it was hard. Too hard.
Even as I sat at my desk, pretending to focus on the endless pile of paperwork, my thoughts kept drifting back to him. The way he’d said “little one” last night on the phone, the warmth in his voice that made me feel… seen.
I shook my head. No. I wasn’t going to let him get to me. Not
