Aurora POV
Still nervous from what I think are going to be harsh movements, Enzo gently spins me around in the tub so that I am not facing him. Instead, my back faces him. I feel him gently lift my hair up and start massaging it gently as he lathers shampoo on it. There's that orange and smokey smell I get from his clothes. I breathe in and out softly.
"I'm sorry about her." He says slowly and it sends chills down my bare shoulders to my arms. "And that I scared you."
"Who is she?" I ask curiously, though I don't know why I am so curious. It's none of my business.
"Nobody." That can't be true. I doubt somebody that means so little to him would try to drown me in his bathtub.
"Ex?"
"Of sorts." That hits my chest a little hard. Wow. What is that about?
"Oh." That's all I muster ou
